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Aurora sat on the edge of the bed, gripping Aiden's hand tightly as rain thundered outside. Her mind was a storm of conflicting emotions - fear, confusion, and something unfamiliar: a flicker of trust toward this stranger who claimed to be her husband.
"I need to see Liam," she said suddenly, her voice trembling but firm. "I have to understand everything."
Aiden's jaw tightened. "Are you sure? After everything I told you, do you really want to face him?"
She nodded. "I have to. If he's hiding something, I need to know why."
The next day, with Aiden by her side, Aurora stood before Liam's apartment door. Her heart raced. What if the man she loved had been part of the danger all along?
Liam opened the door, surprised to see her. "Aurora? You're... here?"
She met his eyes, searching for the truth. "I'm trying to remember who I am. And I need your help."
He hesitated, a shadow flickering across his face. "I want to help you. But some things are better left forgotten."
Aurora stepped inside, feeling the fragile thread of her past stretch thinner by the second. Between Aiden's mysterious protection and Liam's hidden fears, she was caught in a web where every truth came with a price.