Loved You Once But He's My Forever (Chloe) novel Chapter 499

This medication didn't just make my memories slowly fade away; it also affected my emotions, dulling my reactions. One minute, I found myself inexplicably climbing onto the terrace, nearly falling off.

Carter stayed home with me to help with my therapy. Little by little, my emotions improved, and I didn't do anything extreme again.

I have a journal where I write down everything that happens between Carter and me.

Even if I forget him one day, I can always remember him through the pages of the journal.

Most of my days are spent either playing the ocarina or crocheting, using these tasks to distract myself from other thoughts.

I checked the due date—six and a half months to go. I can get through this.

So, I crocheted toys, a flower blanket, and with gray yarn, I planned to make Carter a scarf and sweater.

Winter in Snowville was long, and I wanted to do something for him.

I finished the scarf, but the sweater was tricky.

When Carter returned, I'd hold up the half-done sweater and try it on him.

"Carl, just a couple more days, and it'll be done," I said.

"Chloe, don't overwork yourself," he replied.

"I'm not tired. Time goes by so fast for me every day. Carl, today I felt the baby moving in my belly, like a little fish swimming inside."

Carter smiled gently. "You're carrying twins. It will become more obvious as time goes on, and the second half of your pregnancy will be tough."

"It won't be hard. I'm just looking forward to it. I can't wait for them to meet me."

My phone rang, and I saw the contact "Janice" flash on the screen. I hesitated for a moment. Who was that?

"Hello?"

A cheerful voice came through. "Chloe, I have a surprise for you tomorrow. Well, I'll just tell you—I'm coming to Snowville tomorrow."

I was a little surprised but answered, "Okay."

After hanging up, I asked Carter, "Who is Janice? I feel like I know her, but I can't remember who she is."

Carter's eyes softened with heart ached. He patiently explained the complicated history between Zoey and me.

"Well then, let's go pick her up tomorrow," I said.

"Alright. It's getting late. You should rest early tonight."

"Mm."

Lying in bed, I touched my belly, feeling like it had grown much larger. The sensation of the babies was becoming more noticeable.

Sometimes, when I got up at night to use the bathroom, I'd accidentally wake the little ones, and they'd start moving.

It felt so magical to know that two little lives were growing inside me.

Before dawn, Carter got up and dressed. Before leaving, he kissed my forehead.

I was still half asleep, just catching a glimpse of his tall figure as he walked away.

When I woke up, it was already late morning. I scanned the room in confusion and then realized I was at home.

It felt as though my soul had been drained. Every day passed in a fog.

The maid reminded me to have breakfast, and I spent a little time sunbathing in the garden.

The weather was getting warmer, and the morning sun felt nice against my face.

I noticed a dark figure standing in front of me. I blinked and saw my therapist, Melody.

"Mrs. Bolton, how are you feeling today?"

"I'm doing well," I replied.

My emotions were much more stable now, and I hadn't done anything extreme recently.

Melody stayed with me for several hours. My phone alarm went off, reminding me about picking up Zoey at the airport.

Right, I had promised Zoey I'd meet her there.

Where did this charm come from? It felt so familiar, but I couldn't place it.