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“Remember this. You must live like a dead mouse.”
Her mother told her this over and over again.
She seemed afraid that her daughter might get kicked out by her husband and sent back to the mansion.
“Yes. I will remember.”
And so Lysiana lived like a dead mouse.
She accepted the life of being treated like air as peace,
and there were no problems in their marriage.
“Were we perhaps trying to get a divorce? Is that why you drove me out here?”
Until Lysiana lost every single one of her memories.
* * *
“So, you are my husband.”
Lysiana had forgotten the date, her family, her husband, the way she used to treat him, and even the look in her eyes when she looked at him.
And Thear realized it.
“I, I… I have even forgotten how we used to be with each other.”
His wife, who had lost her memories, was in an exceedingly dangerous state.
“Lysiana. Please call my name.”
“…Thear.”
Lysiana whispered his name on her lips.
She knows exactly who is touching her right now.
And at the same time, she knows nothing.
“Thear.”
She wanted to cry.
