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I stared blankly at the bookshelf in front of me. No. Absolutely not. I shoved the thought away immediately. I am not going to think about him. Especially not after the way my pulse had reacted earlier when Derek looked at me in the training grounds. And definitely not after Fiona’s teasing. Nope. I walked over to a shelf in search of a book, trying to divert my attention from dangerous thoughts. The shelves here seemed older than the others, filled with history texts, magical records, and strange psychological studies. One title immediately caught my attention. Childhood Memory Loss and Magical Trauma. My fingers stilled on the spine and slowly, I pulled the book free. A strange heaviness s

"No… no, college. That’s too far back. I didn’t even know him a year ago. Ted, I have two days—or he’s gone. Can’t we just hide this fact from Lucien?" Ted exhales, running a hand through his hair, his voice calm but authoritative. "June… as his doctor, I need to tell you something. Memories will come back in fragments, unpredictably. Stress, emotional overload, or forcing recollection can trigger dangerous reactions—like the fainting earlier. If we push him too fast, he could collapse again. We need to monitor him closely, pace the memory recovery, and limit shock. Right now, we observe. We note what he recalls and intervene gently when necessary. That’s the safest way to protect him—and yo

Stronger this time. A memory. Fragmented. Broken. A voice. “With me.” My breath catches. This time— I feel it. A pull. A weight. Something— important. “Anomaly detected.” The system spikes immediately. “Correcting.” “No—” Too late. Pain floods everything. Burning. Erasing. Destroying. The memory fractures— splinters— shatters— and disappears. Gone. Again. “Status?” Silence. Then— “…Stable.”

Mark said pretty much excited and before I could say no, he was out of sight, "Hmm" I sighed softly,I miss her, I missed her so much. If wishes were horses, if only wishes were horses. Hey guysssss!!! Chapter 18 is out! Yes.. I know it took me weeks to update but remember something, I did anyways lol😝😝 I sincerely apologise for the late update,I hope you keep believing in my writing,"Memories" is an amazing story, I hope you stay put in this journey of memories. Thanks y'all for the support and encouragement, thanks so much. Thanks for taking out your to read this story, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Enjoy 😎😎 Don't forget to vote, comment and share. Thanks Xoxo

“Are you still with me?” I jerked, my eyes focusing back on him. My throat was still tight, but I managed a curt nod. “Yes, Doctor. I apologize. Just… processing.” “Understandable,” he said, his gaze empathetic. “It’s a complex phenomenon.” He paused, then continued, “You asked about potential after-effects of such a memory loss. It’s difficult to predict with certainty, as every case is unique. However, based on my observations of Adrian after the session, and subsequent limited follow-ups, I suspected it was a form of selective memory loss.”

The air was thick with anticipation, as if the walls themselves held countless untold stories. I approached the reception desk, where a young woman with piercing blue eyes and an enigmatic smile greeted me. Her name tag read "Lena." "Welcome to Memoria," she said, her voice soft yet confident. "How may I assist you today?" "I... I've heard that you can erase memories," I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is it true?" Lena nodded, her gaze unwavering. "Yes, it's true. Memoria specializes in memory alteration. We help individuals who seek to escape the pain of their past, to start anew."

“He won’t remember anything?” “Not yet,” Hartford said cautiously. “The research is still in Phase 4. But we’re very close. Our latest prototype isolates memory clusters using neural pathway tagging. In layman’s terms… we can target specific memories by identifying where they light up in the brain and interrupting their retrieval process.” Beth’s lips curled in satisfaction. “And you can make sure he forgets Katherine. All of her.” “In time. The treatment must be calibrated carefully. We can’t do a full wipe. That would make him unstable. But once the procedure is ready, we’ll isolate the memory nodes associated with this woman—Katherine. Then we’ll disrupt and erase.”

His disgusted words, his strict expression, his serious training to me, when these memories appeared in front of my eyes, but I became closer than any previous moment I wanted to be. The fragments of memories flashed through my mind like a movie, and I suddenly remembered the legend I had heard. It is said that the moment before a person dies, many memories of his life will appear in his mind, and those important memories will become incredibly clear. Am I really going to die? I stared closely into his sunken golden eyes, his anxious voice brought a smile to my face, and I used all the strength I had left to see him a little more clearly, to carve him into my heart and my mind.

The place was so silent that her footsteps could be heard. Sad memories of how she, Mama Samantha, and Gio used to go to church every Sunday flood back. The happiness, the joy of having a family, the peace of being extremely poor but happy was all she remembered. Warm tears flowed down her left eye to the corner of her lips. "Nothing lasts forever" She remembered Mama Samantha's last words. Truly nothing lasts forever on this earth, but even pain. Weeks ago, Alita was at the edge of breaking and begging her late parents and Mama Samantha to guard her soul to an eternal end. The kind of end where she would feel no more pains, the kind of end she would 'Remember to forget' what pain feels like

I looked at him and felt tears burning in my eyes. "My mom had to remind me of things that had happened in the weeks before I got sick. People I'd met. Places I'd been. Conversations I'd had. It was all just gone." "Oh my god." His hands dropped from me and went to his own face. "The doctors said it was normal with that kind of illness, that memories formed right before getting sick are often the ones that get wiped out because the brain is already under attack." I reached for his hands and pulled them away from his face so I could hold them.