Ethan Hayes and Hanna Schultz NovelGuiding Light to Rebirth
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Story Summary
After a lifetime of resentment in a cold, decade-long marriage, the protagonist dies from ALS, having forced her amnesiac husband, Ethan Hayes, to remember their past love, which led to the death of his new love, Hanna Schultz. Given a second chance, she returns to the day she found Ethan, now choosing to let him stay with Hanna, avoid repeating past mistakes, and focus on her own health, ultimately seeking to free them both from a painful destiny.
Tags:
- Ethan Hayes
- Ethan Hayes and Hanna Schultz
- Ethan Hayes and protagonist
- Ethan Hayes and I grew up together, but we ended up resenting each other for a lifetime.
- what happens to Ethan Hayes in memory loss
- what happens to protagonist in rebirth
Character Relationship Map
- Protagonist (Narrator): Married to Ethan Hayes in past life; in rebirth, she chooses to let him go and focus on her ALS diagnosis.
- Ethan Hayes: Husband who lost his memory, fell in love with Hanna Schultz; in both lives, he is torn between duty and love.
- Hanna Schultz: The woman Ethan loves after his memory loss; she fears losing him if he remembers his past.
- Gloria Hayes: Ethan's mother, who opposes calling off the engagement, believing Ethan still loves the protagonist.
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He blamed me for taking matters into my own hands, forcing his memories back, and causing his true love to jump off a building.
I blamed him for going back on his word. He promised to love me forever, but after losing his memory, he fell for someone else.
In the early stages of our ten-year marriage, we were as cold as strangers who knew each other too well.
When I got diagnosed with ALS, everyone in town urged him to divorce me.
He only carried me to a chapel, knelt among the burning candles for an entire day and night, and prayed for a miracle.
On my deathbed, he held me through the night, his forehead against my cheek.
"I've done my duty to you in this life," he whispered. "If there's a next one, I hope you don't make me remember. Just let me be with her."
Tears slid down my face. I finally got it.
I shouldn't have chained him down with our teenage love, dragging him through a whole life.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I found Ethan.
This time, I chose to let him be with his true love instead of waking his memories.
Chapter 1
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"Mr. Hayes has lost his memory. He won't come back with us."
"But we've reached out to the top neurologist. He'll get his memories back soon."
The conversation was identical to the one from my last life, when I found the missing Ethan Hayes.
This time, though, I felt no excitement or urgency.
I turned it down and did two things.
First, I went to the hospital for a full-body checkup.
Second, with my ALS diagnosis in hand, I went to Ethan's parents to call off the engagement.
His mother, Gloria Hayes, grabbed my hand and shook her head. "We can't call it off. Ethan loves you so much. He'd never marry anyone else."
I stayed quiet and showed them a photo.
In it, Ethan gazed at a woman playing a mermaid at the aquarium, obsessed.
"Rather than force him to marry a terminal patient like me, let's keep things as they are," I said. "Let him be with whom he loves. I don't want to hold him back anymore."
In my last life, after Ethan vanished in an accident, I searched for him for five whole years.
I found him living sweetly with Hanna Schultz, who had taken him in. Against his wishes, I forced a hypnotist to restore his memories.
The day he remembered, Hanna jumped off a building and died. From then on, a chasm opened between Ethan and me that we could never bridge.
In my past life, the initial phase of our decade-long marriage had been filled with coldness. After I got ALS, he cared for me for seven years, feeding me, bathing me, praying for me, and seeking doctors for me.
But I knew he had done it out of husbandly duty, not real love.
Fighting back my tears, I choked out, "Ethan and I have no future."
In this life, I refused to repeat the mistakes.
Leaving the Hayes Mansion, I went to find Hanna Schultz.
She quickly sent Ethan away, explaining, "I didn't hide him on purpose."
"Whether you did or not, you know the truth," I said.
Unable to fool me, she bit her lip and broke down. "I know it. His heart has always been with you. Once he remembers, he'll ditch me and run back to you. But I fell for him on the first day of high school. I've loved him for years, but I had never gotten a scrap of attention from him. Finally, I got this chance."
Chapter 2
Her voice cracked into sobs. "I just want him by my side for a few more days."
I listened quietly, but my gaze drifted past her to the man behind her.
His eyes were fixed on me without blinking. His muscles tensed like a storm was brewing.
The guy who once shadowed me like a protector was now her guard dog. He was ready to lunge and tear into me if I so much as threatened Hanna.
I couldn't pin down the feeling in my chest. I just knew, in this new life, I couldn't selfishly tie him down anymore.
I forced a smile. "Don't worry. I'm here to take you two back rather than break you up."
Hanna jolted, staring at me in disbelief. "Both of us?"
"Yeah." I nodded. "You are his girl now. If I left you behind, he wouldn't come anyway. Pack up. You and Ethan are coming home."
My voice stayed even as I added, "His parents know about you. They're fine with it."
Overjoyed, she grabbed Ethan's hand and beamed at him before rushing off to pack.
Only then did Ethan relax, sure I meant no harm. He pressed his lips together, softening a bit. "Sorry, I thought you were gonna hurt Hanna."
His mood swung with hers now.
No one remembered how, back when Hanna wouldn't leave him alone, he'd burrow into my arms and urge me to claim him.
"Tell them I'm yours and yours alone. Make it sound tough," he had said, making goofy faces for me to copy.
We'd always end up laughing, rolling around on the couch in a tangle.