Chapter 3 I am getting him back.

"How dare you speak to your mother in that manner?" The loud, angry voice of her father had made her heart jump, and she dragged her mind back to the present, the past flashing away from her head.

Tears had begun to flow from her eyes as she was thinking about what had happened to her when she saw Lucas and Ava, and she quickly wiped them off.

"Tsk. Why the fake tears now? Are you looking for a person to pity you?" Her mom scoffed, the words in her mouth coming out with hatred.

"Does an evil person seek pity from good human beings? If you want to be pitied, ask for another thing from Lucas and don't try to steal him away from Amy." Her mom screamed the last part of her words.

Amy shot her eyes up, her brows narrowing and her eyes wandering about as she began thinking.

"Amy? I don't get it. Are you so confused you can't get our names right again? I am A..."

"Shut that trash you call a mouth. We didn't ask for any explanation. We are your parents who named the both of you, and whatever we like, we will call you, alright?" Her dad barked at her, spit flying from his mouth and landing on her face.

As she rubbed the spit off her face, she stared at them, her eyes gradually widening in surprise.

She was beginning to understand something. Her mother calling her Ava the other time wasn't a mistake. They had now changed her name to Ava and Ava's to Amy.

Something was wrong. Had Lucas regained his memory and remembered her? Are they trying to make Ava become her?

Two feelings rushed into her mind. First, a joyful feeling that Lucas might have regained his memory and had remembered her, and the second feeling was one of rage. Her parents were trying to make her become Ava, whom she was sure Lucas hated, and make Ava become Amy, the person he has always loved.

She didn't blame Lucas for not being able to detect their lies because she and Ava looked very identical. Now that she knew their plan, she was never going to agree to being Ava.

"Hahaha," she laughed devilishly while throwing her head backwards.

After having a good laugh, she bent her head a bit to her parents' level and whispered, "Is this the scheme you both are up to? Trying to give Ava my name because Lucas has regained his memory and remembered me?"

At her last sentence, she heard her father take a long breath, his breathing hoarse and sounding ugly.

Her mom's facial reaction confirmed her guess because a look of fear crossed her face before it instantly turned to one of rage.

Raising her lips to a corner, Amy whispered, "Not this time, Mom and Dad. I won't give Ava what has always been mine again. This time, I am getting him back whether you like it or not." She promised, her voice hard and filled with coldness.

At first, when she had told Lucas to get married to her, she was a bit scared of her parents, but after understanding their scheme, her fear dissipated, and boldness mixed with fury grew within her.

Taking a step back away from her fuming parents, Amy walked up to Lucas, who stood tall, his handsome face masked up with disgust.

She wasn't a bit concerned about how he felt. He had been deceived, and it was her duty to save him since it's what she had been doing ever since she met him.

"Do you agree to the marriage, or do you want her dead?" Amy asked with confidence, tilting her head back, waiting for his answer.

"I can't." He growled. "I got engaged to Amy a long time ago, and I promised that when the time is right, we will be getting married, and I am sure you are aware that our marriage is in a week." Lucas spoke with clenched teeth, veins popping out from his neck as he growled at her.

Her heart fell, and her eyes became misty. Gosh! He had truly regained his memory because he still remembered his promise to her.

"When she was twelve years old and Lucas fourteen, they had read a romantic novel together, and in the novel, the billionaire man left his wife and chased after a mistress. Lucas was angered by the character's action towards his wife, and he threw the novel away.

"Don't read that." He has said while stroking away the strands of hair falling and covering his face.

"No man should be like him, and no woman should be treated like that. If you make me your husband, you will never be treated like that. I'll love you till we die." He had told her with a sincere voice, his eyes looking deep into her soul.

"Do you want to become my husband and love me till we die?" Amy had asked.

"Yes." He nodded.

"Then propose." Amy had cajoled him, with her hands rubbing his face.

Without hesitating, Lucas had kneeled and popped the question, "Amy Ronald, will you marry me?"

With tears in her eyes, she had accepted, and right there, Lucas put an invisible ring on her hand. "On this day, I have gotten engaged with the most precious gem the world has offered me, and I promise to get married to her when the time is right." He had yelled loudly in the woods where they were.

"What if something happens and you don't?" Amy had asked him playfully.

"Nothing will ever happen. You will be by my side till I die. If I don't get married to you, let the evil fairy witch strike me dead." He had proclaimed with a serious face, and Amy agreed with a smile.

They had been young and didn't know what the future held for them. Their wishes would have come to pass if only Ava hadn't shown up.

As she thought about their promises, she wasn't conscious that she had begun sobbing. She couldn't hold back the tears, and she fell onto her knees, her face in her palms, her sob hard and pitiful.

She missed Lucas. She missed him so much she couldn't explain it.

She wasn't going to let the evil fairy strike her man. She was going to help him fulfill his wish by getting married to him no matter what.

"Ava will die..." She began with a cracked voice but was shut up by her mom.

"Of course you will die, Ava, if you keep on giving Amy your evil name." Her mom screamed at her.

They were in the hospital reception, and whilst giving one another deadly stares, a doctor hurriedly walked up to them.

"Mr. Ronald, time isn't on our side again. We need the kidney donor now, or else, in less than an hour, Miss Amy will be dead."

Hearing that, Lucas' heart flew into his mouth, and without thinking, he announced, "I'll marry you, Ava. Give your kidney now to Amy."