My Wife Lost Her Memory
I met Zoe after she had “rebuilt her life from scratch.” Calm and kind, we fell in love, married, and had two children, feeling peaceful and stable. I never questioned her past—until a work party when my boss, Michael, called her “Stella.” Zoe froze, “her expression shifting from calm to terrified.” That night, she begged him to stay silent and avoided my questions. Later, she confessed, “Her real name was Stella” and she had gone missing after trauma. She hid the truth, fearing “losing the life she had built.” The woman I loved felt both familiar and strange.
