Chapter 1

When my mom got divorced, she gave up every single penny of her share of the assets just to win custody of me—a girl suffering from severe anterograde amnesia.

She used to hold me tight and whisper, "Amber, even if your memory only lasts twenty-four hours, I will spend the rest of my life being your sticky note."

To pay for my medical bills, she worked two exhausting jobs, aging herself into an early grave, until we both ended up dead in that cramped, suffocating rented apartment.

But then, I opened my eyes again. We were back to the exact day of the divorce, back to the moment they were deciding who got which child.

My heart surged with pure joy. I thought I could finally give her a beautiful surprise with my fully recovered memory.

But before I could even open my mouth, she pointed her finger right at my nose, her eyes filled with nothing but cold disgust.

"Robert, you take Amber. Leo stays with me."

"I’m not ruining my life dragging a brain-damaged liability around."

At that very second, the freezing truth hit me. I wasn’t the only one who had been reborn.