Chapter 10 Ethan stood silently by the sea , his face haggard and reeking of alcohol . A month had passed since Amy's accident . The search team had doubled their scope with no results - today was the final day . " Mr. Johnson ! Mr. Johnson ! " Ethan turned to see a search crew member running toward him . A flicker of hope ignited in his chest . " We just recovered a pair of handcuffs - could they be Ms. Garcia's ? " They were the very ones he'd clasped on Amy , now broken apart . Ethan's last shred of denial shattered instantly . He numbly took the handcuffs , tears dripping onto them . Facing the spot where Amy had plunged into the sea , he collapsed to his knees . He'd truly lost her forever . Amy dreamed endlessly - her first two decades filled with lies and betrayal . She dreamed of her father's grotesque face as he sold her out for profit . She dreamed of meeting Ethan , a meticulously orchestrated scheme . Dream - Ethan always smiled tenderly while plunging knives into her heart . Amy struggled in the nightmare , trying to flee and find help . But reality always yanked her back violently . She watched herself sink deeper into deceit , watched Ethan and Ruth perform their 0.00 % 10:22 Chapter 10 hypocritical act before her , drowning in despair . Another figure lingered in the fog - his face obscured , yet constantly calling her name . Then everything vanished . Darkness swallowed her . Trembling with terror , Amy fell into a warm embrace . Her eyes fluttered open . Curtains drawn , only bedside lamps glowed in the dim room recking of disinfectant . She struggled to recall : driving toward the cliff , then ... " Finally decided to wake up ? " " Do you know how long you've been out ? " " Any pain ? Hungry ? Thirsty ? " Before her mind cleared , questions bombarded her . Turning her dead , she glimpsed a sharply defined face softened by dim light . Her voice emerged as a hoarse whisper : " Edward ... ' Just speaking drained her remaining strength . 11 Edward tightened his embrace , his stern tone melting instantly . " I'm here . Don't be afraid . " " His low , gentle voice soothed her endlessly . Cradled against him , feeling his warmth and steady heartbeat , her nightmare's terror gradually faded . She inhaled deeply - beyond disinfectant , the comforting scent of his woody cologne enveloped her . This smell meant safety . 21.32 % 10:22 288 Nouchers Chapter 10 : 288 Vouchers " Where ... am I ? How did I get here ? " Amy finally found her voice , speaking softly . She never expected survival - when her car soared off that cliff , she'd been fully expecting to die . " Abroad , on my private island . " Edward couldn't help scolding Amy after recalling her life - risking stunt : " I told you to fake an accident , not actually get into one . " " You've been in a coma for a month . I was terrified you'd never wake up . " Even now , Edward still felt his blood run cold . Truth was , he'd returned a day before the planned date , but Ethan kept Amy under constant surveillance . Sneaking her away proved impossible - he could only wait . Watching her plunge into the sea , he cursed himself for not storming the Johnson manor house to take her by force . Luckily , when he found Amy , she'd merely lost consciousness . To eliminate any chance of Ethan pursuing her , Edward blew up the car without hesitation . He sighed , " Let the past stay buried ! Amy Garcia is gone . You're Jolene now . " Jolene ... " Amy murmured the name softly . No one had called her that in so long , she'd nearly forgotten the name her mother gave her . " Then Jolene it is ! "