Bittersweet Memories Catharina Maura นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" Catherine nodded approvingly. “It's called The Memories of Nobody." He tilted his head. “Memories of Nobody?" Catherine fully turned to face her painting hanged in her own gallery, she blinked. “Yes, memories are all that remains... memories so bitter yet so sweet. When memories are all that's left... I finished it just in time..." She looked sad though. “Do you believe that bonds can be broken, Shawn?" He stared at her directly but she didn't face him. “Bonds can't be broken..." She whispered. “Bonds and memories... sadly are something that cannot go away... which is a pity.”

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."

“Not even when they told me he was gone. I followed every rumor, every trace of hybrid energy. The Council covered their tracks too well.” Maika turned to face him again, a broken laugh escaping her throat. “You know the worst part? I didn’t come here to hate you. I came here to kill you.” Carl’s brow rose, but he didn’t speak. “You took my memories. My child. My name. What else could I feel but rage?” Her voice wavered. “But then I saw you. And I realized… the only thing worse than forgetting you—was remembering.” Carl crossed the room slowly, each step deliberate. “I never stopped loving you, Aster.”

I feel nothing for the cruel man, this is from the mate bond. Iris was in a worse state than I was, mourning the man she never had as I tried to make my way to the room. "There you are." I heard Maura's voice as she hurried to me. "Maura." I managed to whisper. She looked at me, her eyes going sad at my expression, "I see you have heard." "Yes." I raised my hand to my chest, fingers clutching at the fabric of my gown, "I feel nothing for him. Why do I feel like this?"

"Why is the case so close to you?" "The girls ..." he muttered, clenching his fists so that his nails dug into his flesh. "Do you still remember Maria?" His friend nodded wordlessly. Maria was a fluke and the beginning of Joshua's investigation. 10 months earlier Joshua was tired. Last night he worked the night shift and today, on Sunday, no, it was now Sunday, one of his buddies had celebrated his birthday. Actually Josh hadn't planned to stay there that long, but the time had somehow passed and now he was wandering around the edge of the harbor in the middle of the night looking for the stupid cat from his friend's neighbor. Apparently she ran away because of the loud music and the old lad

"Since your cat seems to be sulking around without you." I felt my heart melting into a pink, glittery mess. "I told you she'd die without me." I pointed out. Now that we were talking about Chicken, I realized that I actually really missed her. "I'll see you soon then." When I was done with the call, I joined the others back in the lounge and sat down beside Adrian on the couch. Who, now that I noticed, was busy wiping a very sharp dagger. Its pointed edge reminded me of the numerous knives I had seen back in that basement.

Because this was about Emily. I lifted my head slightly, wanting to speak but stopping halfway. In the end, I just let out a small, bitter laugh. Lemon tea. That was where my nightmares began. But who would ever believe me? So I stayed silent. Steve suddenly stepped forward and slapped me hard across the face. “You stupid farm girl. Go on, keep pretending to be mute. This memory extractor was made just for you. Enjoy it while you can.” Steve had always despised me, and that slap was full of hatred. My cheek burned, my head spun, and the taste of blood filled my mouth.

The older woman revealed when she saw the expression on Mila's face. "That is all pretense. I have worked with Bentley long enough to know him quite well. He is not generous and certainly not caring. I think he did all of that so that he gets rid of his guilt." "No darling. I know when someone is genuine and believe me when I say he was." "Hmmm, I think we shouldn't be talking about him right now. I want to enjoy the quietness and for once I want to be free from the awful thoughts of him." "Okay I will leave now."

Blue Maid He carried me and kept me in his car, the front seat. Then he went through the front and entered inside. He started the car and drove off in a fast speed I rested my head on the seat and looked through the window I remembered Adrian I miss him I miss my Adrian so much I just want to be in his arms again I wish I could give him a massage again But will he still love me after he finds out that I've been defiled. I closed my eyes at the thought of that

Like an incised knife in this heart, it hurts. My past pains are bleeding again. My habit of trusting too much and forgiving everything normally made Mas Bram fall in love with other women. Actually I, do not want this man in front of me will end up like that. Will my second marriage also end the same? He sat me on the edge of the bed. Mas Suma squatted on the floor holding my hand. He tried to explain what happened. "My Maharani, we had a meeting earlier. However, Catherine suddenly fainted. That's why I immediately took her to the hospital," he explained in a low tone. I glanced at him, and smiled slyly.