Clyde“She doesn’t fucking remember.”My voice came out rough. Broken. Not even loud, but it carried enough weight to silence the entire room.I kept pacing. Back and forth. Back and forth.My boots hit the marble floor in uneven rhythm, like my thoughts couldn’t settle, like my chest couldn’t breathe right.“She doesn’t remember,” I repeated, this time dragging a hand through my hair, gripping hard at the roots. “Not me. Not anything.”Silence, then I stopped, and turned to them.Diego. Sophia. And Scar.All staring at me like they didn’t know what to say. Like there was nothing to say. I laughed, but it was empty.“Her family is dead,” I said, my voice dropping lower now. Colder. “Every single one of them.”Sophia’s lips trembled. Diego shifted slightly.Scar just stood still, arms folded, watching me carefully.“And now…” I swallowed hard, my jaw tightening. “Now she doesn’t even remember they existed.”A pause. “And she doesn’t remember that she loved me.”That one hit harder, I f
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