**Brenda POV

I hung up the phone. My heart raced as I was just informed that the love of my life just figured out all of his d*mn memories. My heart sank at the thought of losing him once again. I knew I couldn’t let that happen. Not this time. I hurried to dial Joan. The phone rang twice before I heard her familiar voice.

“Hello, Brenda,” she answered.

“We have a problem,” I said instantly. There was no reason to sugarcoat it or not get right down to the ...