Natalia had extracted a devastating truth from that short clip.
The man she had saved in the cave ten years ago wasn't Andres. It was Landon Hart, perfectly disguised as him.
Landon was the one who had made her those promises in the dark.
Landon was the one who had left the cruel note the next morning, calling her ugly.
He had orchestrated a massive trap for Andres a decade ago, using Natalia as a pawn.
No, strictly speaking, he had used Emma Woods.
For ten agonizing years, she had loved and hated Andres with a burning obsession.
For Andres, she had willingly discarded her original face.
She had played the tragic, abandoned lover all this time, completely unaware that she was just a casualty of Landon's twisted scheme.
Landon was thoroughly panicked. "Natalia, I have no idea what you're talking about."
She slapped him across the face, the sound cracking like a whip. "Drop the act!"
"You made those promises. You called me ugly. It was you from the very beginning!"
The sting of the slap forced Landon to find his composure.
He had no idea how she had discovered his decade-old secret.
Since his cover was blown, playing dumb would only get him killed. "Fine. I admit it. I was the man in the cave."
"And you know exactly why I pretended to be Andres."
"Maybe you forgot, but when you woke me up in that pitch-black cave, you asked if I was the man who had given you the tissue."
"I was poisoned, Natalia. I was terrified. I was afraid you'd abandon me."
"So when you asked if I was him, I just went along with it."
Natalia scoffed. "Do I look like a toddler to you? You expect me to buy such a pathetic lie?"

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