Sheila's POV
He cupped my face and wiped my tears which were running through my cheeks like an Angel Fall. He brought his forehead to mine, his mini breath caressed my cheeks lovingly. "I thought I lost you." He barely whispered.
"But I'm still alive for you." I smiled at him.
He let out a small chuckle and pecked my lips. "You must be otherwise I would hunt the whole world down." His facial expression changed into serious when he said those words as he meant every sentence.
"Harry!"
"Hmm?"
"You got your memory back," I said as excitement filled my whole body.
He looked at me then pecked my lips once again. "Yes, I have but it has nothing to do the love I feel for you. You are my everything, Sheila. You have no idea how I was broken thinking that I had lost you."