My Water Broke
"Elena?"
The voice was familiar in a way I couldn't quite explain — like a song you've heard before but can't name. It didn't feel threatening, at least.
"Elena, can you hear me?"
"Yes," I said quickly. "But I've lost nearly ten years of memories. I'm sorry — I don't know who you are."
A sharp curse came through the line, followed by something almost wounded in his tone. "You really don't remember me?"
"Your voice feels familiar, but I can't place it."
"What about Lewis? Did you forget him too?"
I answered honestly. "I know he's my mate, but everything between us is just... gone."
The moment I said it, a sound erupted from the other end — loud, unrestrained laughter.
