Tears springing to her eyes, Theresa's face brightened. "You . . . you really remember?"

"Yes," Sheridan cried. "I remember everything—Harmony, the boat explosion, my life with Luis . . ."

"That's . . . that's great!" Theresa gushed, throwing her arms around Sheridan. "I'm so happy for you!"

"I . . . I can't believe this." Sheridan's heart raced. "I've been waiting for this moment for months. To remember who I am, to remember my life . . ."

"And now you can go back to it." Theresa squeezed Sheridan tighter. "I can't wait to see the looks on Luis's and Ethan's faces when they see you."

"I can't wait to see them, either." Her chest swelling with joy, Sheridan blinked back tears.

She couldn't believe she was finally going back to Harmony.

That she was finally going to be reunited with Luis, Pilar, Ethan, and everyone else.

That, after all these months, she was finally going to see the people she loved with every last inch of her heart—that she could finally go home to them.

Wait until Luis heard about this adventure. About how her instincts had kicked in. About how she had managed to fly and land the plane.

About how Theresa's alertness had saved them from certain death not just once, but twice . . .

Sheridan's heart skipped a beat.

Her body tensed.

"What . . . what's wrong?" Theresa pulled back.

Sheridan's eyes flew to Theresa's. "I . . . I can't go back with you. . . ."