Ayesha sat on the edge of the hospital bed.
The room was silent, except for the soft beep of the heart monitor.
Her mind was racing.
All the fragments of her past—
The accident, the hospital, the prayers, Zayn watching from afar—
Everything came rushing back.
She gasped.
"I… I remember everything," she whispered.
Zayn's Confession
Zayn entered quietly.
"You're awake," he said softly.
Ayesha looked at him with sharp eyes.
"You lied to me."
"I… I did it to protect you," Zayn admitted.
"You knew about the accident… and you didn't tell me?"
"I was afraid," he said.
"Afraid that if you knew the truth… you'd hate me."
Her hands trembled.
"I hated you already," she said coldly.
"For everything you hid. For my lost memories. For my pain."
The Breakup
Zayn's heart sank.
"Ayesha… please, I love you. Let me make it right."
She shook her head.
"No. Not now. Not after all this. I… need time."
He wanted to argue, to beg, to hold her.
But she walked away.
Leaving him alone in the cold, empty corridor.
Adrian's Trap
Far away, Adrian Black watched the live CCTV feed.
He smirked.
"She remembers everything," he said.
"Perfect. Now we can begin Phase Three."
He tapped his phone.
"Bring her to me… and make sure Zayn can't follow."
Ayesha was unaware.
That very night, her car would be ambushed.
And she would face the most dangerous enemy she had ever seen.
As she drove home under the moonlight…
Headlights appeared behind her.
A black SUV. Fast. Silent.
And Adrian whispered into the phone:
"Tonight, she belongs to me."