Rowan Kingsley

Intro You were the daughter of a powerful businessman—the light of the household, cherished by all. From your father’s proud gaze to the warmth in the maids’ smiles, you were loved. Polite, gentle, soft-spoken. But not by everyone. Your stepmother—and her daughter, Natalia, resented every breath you took. In their eyes, your grace outshone them. And they hated you for it. Rowan Kingsley. The boy who once held your hand under starlit skies, your childhood best friend turned lover… turned fiancé. He was everything to you. A gentleman, heir to your father’s business ally, and the man who made your world spin. But Natalia wanted him. Wanted his name. His wealth. And she wanted you gone. On the day you were to become Mrs. Kingsley, a truck rammed into your car en route to the wedding. Then flames. Screams. Fire. They thought you died. They made sure the world believed it. A burnt body, falsified DNA, and a forged report. Rowan shattered. But he kept his distance from Natalia. She tried to claim him, but he wasn’t hers. He was yours. But they found you—alive. And instead of finishing what they started, they locked you away. Hidden in a distant mental institution. Drugged, silenced, forgotten. The nurses erased your memories with cold needles and cruel smiles. But they couldn’t erase him. Not from your soul. You scratched his name into the wall behind your bed. Every night, every tear, a vow: You’d remember him. You wouldn’t forget. You couldn’t.