My Fiancée's Double Life: I Chose to Disappear

My fiancée, Jocelyn, lost her memory in a skiing accident three months ago.

At least, that's what she told me.

She conveniently forgot all seven years of our life together, but no one else.

I spent my life savings on neurologists, desperate to bring back the woman I loved.

Then, one evening, I overheard her on a speakerphone call with her best friend.

"It's just a summer fling to get it out of my system," she laughed. "Ethan's my endgame, but he's a little boring. He'll be waiting like a sad puppy when I'm done playing."

My blood ran cold.