ARIA’s POVMy head rested against the cold stone wall, and I kept trying to remember. I wanted to know what had happened, what had gone wrong, what led me here. But no matter how hard I pressed, the memory was foggy, broken, empty in the middle.I closed my eyes, forcing myself to think. Something had to come back. I needed to understand.I saw Matteo’s face. He was smiling at me, holding a glass of wine. I remembered the glass in my hand, the bitter taste of the drink. I remembered how his eyes dropped when he whispered I’m sorry. That part was clear. Then I saw him leaning close to me, kissing me, his hands on me, pulling me toward the room. We made out, touching, laughing, moving like the world didn’t matter.But after that—nothing. Darkness.No answers. No truth. Just an empty hole where my memory should have been.My hands dropped to my stomach. It felt flat, cold, empty. A sharp ache moved through me, and the tears came again. My chest rose and fell too fast, my throat closing.
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