For Joanna to only remember the present moments, where she would not feel that pain ever again, was Canillas' unfeigned wish.
Since he was brought back to that painful memory, he had promised to do what he did not do in the past and to say what he did not say in the past—to let Joanna know that his love for her was always real.
Yet the fear was still there, lingering inside him.
What if no matter how hard he squeezed his sweat and withdrew his blood to block their past life from reaching her, fate would still bring her there? Would their fate be the same? Canillas had repeatedly questioned that since his memory recognized their past life.
Would Joanna leave him like she did in the past?
Canillas wanted to be in denial. However, he knew that probability existed when he recalled how many times Joanna pushed him away from her side, drawing a bold line between them, even cruelly inflicting pain on her own body just to make him despise her, leave her, and end their marriage.
