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The doctor said that the congestion oppressed Rebecca’s nerve, resulting in selective amnesia. Rebecca only remembered what had happened before they met at the wedding store. Of course she knew nothing about what happened later. Andrea was thinking of how to tell her about these things. Lance said ahead of her, “He is dead.” Andrea, “...” As expected, Rebecca was shocked. Meanwhile, she loosened her hand, which was clinging to the wrist of Lance, and breathed hurriedly. Andrea was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. The church had collapsed, and Andrew had been taken away. There was no trace whether he was dead. Now Lance told lies, as if to say the fact he wanted. “Don’t believe what he said. I’m just not with him.” Andrea explained. “I thought you and Mr. Clifford were mar