Serena's POV
My stomach was in knots as our plane descended toward London. This wasn't just any trip back to England—this was potentially life-changing. I kept my gaze fixed on the clouds outside the window, trying to calm my racing thoughts.
What if I see them and remember everything at once? What if I don't remember anything at all? Which would be worse?
The questions swirled in my head like a tornado. Ryan's hand covered mine, his thumb making gentle circles against my skin.
"You're trembling," he whispered, leaning close.
"Just nervous," I admitted, turning to face him. "What if they expect someone different? What if I'm not the Serena they remember?"
Ryan's eyes softened. "They'll love you for who you are now. And if they don't..." He squeezed my hand. "Then they d
