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Her intuition says that she will be hurt once her lost memories return. According to her doctor, the brain would decide to erase memories if it was too painful to bear. What kind of pain did she experience that she was able to convince her mind to forget her past? The reason for her pain, was it Sean? Thera has been giving it a thought, she lost her memories exactly a day before she met him.

he insisted, coming close to me but it was no use, my body became numb and all I could feel was the pain. Forlorn, that was all I could think about. My sight started to blur as I foresee a shiny-sharp dagger cut through my heart while my heart went numb. "Fate can't even bother me, soon." That was all that I mumbled before I felt my heart halt and I finally fell on the ground, lifeless. END of FLASHBACK

why scientists never created anything to remove bitter memories? I started to take 3 deep breaths to calm myself down otherwise I know I will end up crying my eyes again, my head already hurts because of dehydration. I will try my best this time to prove my worth to myself. x x x please add this book to your library and drop your comments, Happy Reading!

I didn’t know what was happening because it was as if they were being erased all over again. Each time I looked at the memory it kept fading and I began to panic because I didn’t want the memories to go. I circled around searching before the room was filled with darkness and my body was numb. Something was wrong. I could feel it. I closed my eyes trying to calm myself before Adam’s voice rang louder in my ears making me wipe the tears off before looking at him.

“There’s a beverage section. So I ordered them.” I looked at him and then back at the cider. “You remembered? From just that one time?” He nodded, going back to the fridge. “I only have to see something once then I will never forget it.” He turned his head toward me. “Mer don’t forget things. Our memory doesn’t work like humans. If we see something once, we can identify it again, even years later.” That floored me. “That’s insane,” I said, proceeding toward the island, seriously impressed, thinking of how I would never have to study over and over again.

They switched out Alaxs drink they had to. "I found it." I rushed out as I looked down at the page that would help me sleep at night. Don't read this Outloud. It is worse than a cloud. The memories will cease to exist, no matter how much you wish. Every memory taken away and once it's started you won't have a say. Nothing in this book can bring them back. It will be like it all was fake. Nobody can talk about them or show you a picture. Memories won't go through nomatter who it is. Turn the page and never read this again.

She picked up the cooler to pack to the kitchen, and she saw a note under it. “I am sorry I have to do this, Tasha. I enjoy every moment with you, and I wished I can stay with you forever. Thank you for your kindness and the smile you always offer. I want to follow your advice, so I will find peace and I can claim what is mine. I love everything about you, and I wish you will continue to smile till we meet again. But please don’t force yourself to cry if you don’t feel like…” “Cry when necessary. Eat, sleep, and enjoy your life in any way you can. If you hear my whisper at the Karaoke, what I said is true…”

Dale says, “Clearly, one of your triggers is your memory. Whenever you try to access your memory, there’s a chance of a panic attack happening. If a panic attack comes, try to tell whoever is near you. If you’re alone, try deep breaths. You would forget how to breathe when it happens, as you said, in that case, you need to focus on something other than yourself. May it be an object, a sound, a smell…anything. Keep your mind less troubled, I know that you keep thinking about your memory loss all the time. And while I understand it’s impossible not to, try to avoid it. Think of other things instead. From what you’ve told me, I have a feeling that your memory would return if you don’t stress yo

"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

Not dramatic silence. Not theatrical silence. The kind that follows an answer nobody wanted. The kind that settles heavily in your chest. The shadow beyond the crack continued smiling. Patient. Certain. As though it already knew how this would end. I hated that. The girl pointed toward the sea of memories. “There has to be enough left.” My gaze followed her hand. Thousands of glowing memories floated through the darkness. Most were still intact. But many were fading. Dying. Disappearing. The crack widened again.