When My Ex's Worst Enemy Became My Sanctuary novel Chapter 279

Mamie lay back in Felice’s therapy chair, nerves prickling beneath her skin.

A faraway countdown echoed in her mind, then everything blurred into a golden amber glow. Flickering lights, soft and unsteady, surrounded her. It felt like she was sitting in a car, the world outside bathed in orange.

Out of that hazy light, a hand reached toward her. The fingers were long and elegant, a silver watch glinting on the wrist. The watch’s logo caught the faintest bit of light, subtle but sharp.

She saw the rest of him then. Crisp suit, sharp brows, and a face so striking it filled her whole vision.

“Where do you live? I’ll take you home,” he said.

Mamie’s heart skipped. “Scott?”

Why did this man look so much like Scott?

He adjusted his jacket, voice steady. “I’ll take responsibility for what happened today. From now on, we’re together. After you graduate, we’ll get married. Okay?”

He turned, and his profile made her head spin.

Marry him after graduation…

Was Scott her ex?

The thought hit her like a key clicking open a door she didn’t know existed. Memories fluttered through her mind, dark and fleeting, gone before she could grab them.

The world spun, and she snapped back to herself.

Felice’s gentle voice broke the silence. “What did you see?”

Mamie gulped in air, chest tight like someone was squeezing her throat. She reached up and felt her cheek. Cold, wet—tears she hadn’t noticed.

The man in her dream wasn’t wearing glasses. He seemed younger, but that feeling—the heaviness, the authority—felt so familiar.

Nine years ago, she’d made the list of outstanding freshmen. In the photo, she looked so young—no makeup, her features delicate, her eyes so bright and clear.

Looking at her eighteen-year-old self, Mamie felt like she was staring at a stranger.

The next morning at ten, she stepped onto campus. Most students were still in class. The walkways were nearly empty.

“Mamie!” A joyful voice called from behind.

Light footsteps hurried closer. Mamie turned to see a young woman she didn’t recognize.

“Mamie, you’re back!” The girl was grinning from ear to ear. “It’s been forever. You left before senior year was even over. The advisor had to tell us.”

“Mamie, it’s me, Nora. Don’t you remember?” Nora’s smile faded a little, her eyes hopeful.

“We spent almost four years together in college. There’s no way you could forget, right?”