Amnesia Suitors Novels & Stories

All of it pointed to one glaring truth: there was no basis for his supposed amnesia. “Not a single hospital in the country has a record of you sustaining injuries that could cause memory loss,” Shawn said, his tone chillingly sharp. “So where did this convenient ‘amnesia’ come from? I even combed through every psychologist’s database, thinking maybe it was psychological. Guess what? Nothing there either.”

Lucia asked, shifting her question to the only doctor in the room. “There seems to be a problem Miss Lucia. She seems to be suffering from a rare type of amnesia called dissociative amnesia. She has forgotten about everything in her life, even her name” the doctor explained. The doctor's news came as a nuke which exploded right before my eyes.

After that, they stared at Archie. Archie could not continue to hide it, "Auntie, Emma's head was injured, which might cause her to lose part of her memory." "What? My daughter has amnesia?" Minlan was so scared that she almost fainted again. "Auntie, are you alright?" Yoseph saw what happened and quickly helped her up. However, there was a complicated and happy look in his eyes. Emma frowned and suddenly heard the handsome man who was holding the beautiful woman and immediately introduced himself, "Emma, you don't even remember me? I am your fiancé."

Only then did I let out a slow breath. I drove back to the office, replaying the day in my head. My phone vibrated on the desk, it was Richard. “How did it go? Anything to report?” I stared at the message for a second before typing back. “Amnesia is real. She doesn’t remember.” His reply came immediately. You’re certain? “Completely.” Three dots appeared. “Keep watching anyway.” Of course. I leaned back slightly, jaw tightening. Even now, it wasn’t enough.

She reached for my hand, but I pulled back before she could touch me. Her eyes were bloodshot, reflecting a profound agony. "Declan, I spoke to the doctor. He said the surgery might cause memory loss. It's okay. Even if you've forgotten us, we'll build new, better memories with you. Just let us make this up to you, please?" Bethany squeezed past her with tears streaming down her face. "I'll never design clothes for anyone else again. From now on, it's only you!" Chloe stood in the back, weeping silently, playing the part of the tragic victim.

Adam smiled, hoping to light up the mood and Ana also smiled as well. “It's okay. Please don't pressure yourself at all.” Ana held his hand and Adam sighed with a heavy heart. “I overheard what the psychologist said outside. She said I might not remember anything again. I'm just...an amnesiac zombie with nothing inside his head...” “No! Don't ever say such a thing, Adam.” Ana cupped his face and looked into his eyes. “You will remember everything. And at the right time too.” Ana then brought her face closer and this time Adam was prepared and the two shared a tender kiss.

He asked them to sit on the chairs in front of his desk as he got rid of his robe. “According to the tests we carried out, we found out that Mrs. Susan has Amnesia syndrome. She is unable to recall what has happened some time ago, and I believe this must have been caused by a traumatic event. Are you aware that she was once operated on?” “The gunshot operation?” Amelia responded, and the doctor nodded. “Yes. I want to believe this incident, or rather gunshot, was the reason for this Amnesia. She developed it from the trauma.” “And was this also the reason why she had this attack?” James asked.

"What's with the tone, Damian? Calvin was kind enough to pack up your things for you, but instead of thanking him, you're getting all sarcastic?" Calvin's eyes turned red with tears, and he ducked behind Dad like a wounded child. Seeing this, Anna snarled at me, "You meanie! Don't you dare pick on my dad! Get out of our house!" At that moment, I couldn't help but laugh. My heart shattered, and I couldn't stop shaking. Yvonne had stayed silent up until that moment. She fixed her depthless eyes on me and bit out, "You faked your memory loss, didn't you, Damian?"

he sneered. “I honestly don’t remember, Regis!” Amora defended herself, unable to accept his accusations. Taking his suit back from her hands, Regis said, “Then it’s your job to try and remember, my dear wife. After all, weren’t you the one who said last night that my brain was too small?”

I have always been a careful driver, for someone who loves and makes cars I always pride myself on being the most careful driver ever but somehow I managed to get in an accident that took my memories away— at least some of them. I remember my parent and my annoying sister, I remember leaving Paris to study and I also remember my girlfriend and childhood friend, Cynthia. Although she looks different from what I remember. Take for example her hair, it has only been two days since I have been discharged and I swear I haven't seen her hair out of place not even a single strand and there is the issue with her perfume. I think she bathes with at least ten different brands of perfume cause what is