The three of us arrived at the racecourse and saw the witch doctor Galeis had hired. The witch doctor first checked the head wound that had brought about my three-day coma before he prescribed me a strange potion. He said, “Drink it, and you will recover your memories.” I took it and saw the excited and eager look on Galeis’s face. Meanwhile, Leonore was filled with despair, panic, and fear. I lifted my hand up and threw the potion on the ground. The witch doctor was stunned. So were Galeis and Leonore. I turned to Galeis and glared at him. “I already made my decision a long time ago, Galeis.” “Selena?” He looked at me in confusion and fear. “I never lost my memories.” Those words were like a battering ram that struck their hearts. Leonore’s fear turned to surprise, then to excitement. As for Galeis, his confusion turned to fear that spread to every fiber of his being. The witch doctor stepped away. I turned to Galeis. “I never lost my memories in the
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