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Muscle Memory Without The Memory

Author: Simply_B
last update publish date: 2026-02-10 16:57:04

I didn't remember my life, but my body remembered her.

SEBASTIAN

The first thing I noticed after waking up was how often my gaze drifted to her.

Not because I was meant to, but because something inside me did it on its own, instinctive, like muscle memory without the memory.

I would be lying if I said it didn't feel strange that she was the only person I could remember. Stranger still was how, even as I struggled to make sense of everything else, I kept being drawn back to her. Part o
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Oh God if he only knew how hurt she is from him… will his mean sister say something to him and will Irene show up
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