Chapter 4:

Unwanted Encounters

By ChatGPT

Three years had passed since Misaki and Tora's wedding. Their lives had settled into a comfortable routine, filled with both joy and challenges. The couple had welcomed a beautiful daughter named Aki, who brought boundless happiness into their home.

Tora had embraced his role as a father with all the dedication he had shown in caring for Misaki. He cherished every moment spent with his daughter and reveled in watching her grow. Aki had become the center of his world, a symbol of the love he shared with Misaki.

Meanwhile, Usui Takumi had completed his medical studies in England and had successfully developed a treatment plan that would help cure his ailing brother, Gerald. With a sense of accomplishment and newfound hope, he returned to Japan, determined to reunite with the woman he loved.

It had taken Usui several months of searching and inquiries to finally pinpoint Misaki's whereabouts. One sunny afternoon, he found himself standing at a park in Tokyo, observing a young woman playing with her two-year-old child. His heart swelled with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

Taking a deep breath, he dialed her number, his fingers trembling slightly as he held the phone to his ear. It rang, and he watched as the young mother glanced at her phone, a puzzled expression crossing her face. She answered the call tentatively.

"Misaki?" Usui's voice was filled with emotion as he spoke her name.

Misaki blinked, her gaze shifting from her phone to her daughter playing in the sandbox. "Hello? Who is this?"

Usui's heart sank at her response, realizing that her memory of him had not returned. "It's... It's me, Usui Takumi."

Misaki furrowed her brow, trying to recall the name. But it remained elusive, like a distant memory she couldn't quite grasp. "Usui Takumi? I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are."

Panic and frustration welled up within Usui. He had expected this possibility, but facing it was another matter entirely. He had envisioned a tearful reunion, where Misaki would throw herself into his arms, overcome with emotion. Instead, he was met with confusion and uncertainty.

Usui desperately tried to jog her memory, recounting stories of their time together, their adventures at Seika High, and the love they had shared. But with each word, Misaki only grew more bewildered, unable to comprehend the flood of unfamiliar memories.

As Usui continued his futile attempts, he noticed a tall figure approaching from the corner of his eye. Tora, who had been watching the scene unfold from a distance, sensed the distress in Misaki's voice and rushed to her side.

"What's going on, Misaki?" Tora asked, concern etched across his face.

Misaki held her phone at arm's length, her brows furrowed. "Someone keeps insisting that he knows me, but I don't remember him at all."

Tora glanced at the caller ID and recognized Usui's name. He took the phone from Misaki's hand, ending the call with a resolute press of a button.

Usui stared at Tora with a mixture of despair and anger, his heartache evident in his eyes. "You... Tora, right? What did you do to her? Where is Misaki?"

Tora kept a firm grip on Misaki's hand, his protective instincts in full force. "Misaki is right here with her family, and she doesn't need any more confusion in her life. We're taking care of her."

Usui's gaze shifted between Tora and Misaki, his mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions. He had come back to Japan with the hope of rekindling their love, but now he faced a seemingly insurmountable obstacle.

Misaki felt torn between the two men, her head aching from the conflicting emotions swirling inside her. She had no memory of Usui, but the anguish in his eyes tugged at her heartstrings.

Tora gently guided Misaki away from the conversation, leading her towards their daughter, who was happily building sandcastles. He knelt beside Aki and whispered soothing words to Misaki.

Usui watched them from a distance, his heart heavy with sorrow. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but he was determined to do whatever it took to make Misaki remember the love they had once shared.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the park, Usui made a silent promise to himself. He would fight for Misaki's heart, even if it meant facing Tora and the life they had built together. For the love he held for her was unwavering, a flame that had never dimmed, even in the face of her forgotten memories.