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I noticed a name at the top of the calendar and it was written " Grand Palace' hotel. How the hell I ended up here? I tried to remember but nothing was coming into my head. I felt like my whole mind is blank. I felt like I have lost my memory somewhere else. I rubbed my eyes and forehead to remember but I couldn't remember anything. After trying for 20 minutes I remembered something. I went to Kabir's birthday party with Lily and after that, I don't remember anything. Did someone do anything wrong with me? Why I was naked? The thought of someone doing something wrong was just scaring me beyond level. I looked at my whole body in search of any marks or scratches but I didn't find any. I was c

I said, trying to sound calm. She looked shocked, “I knew it. I had sensed something in your mind. I knew it! There is dark magic at play here. It explains the memory loss.” “Does it also explains why she killed people?” Mary asked. Tabitha didn’t look sure, “it could. But I would have to do some research. Is that why you called me here?” “Yes,” I said, “I have two memories of this woman, named Helena. She’s beautiful and has long black hair and her eyes are really dark. When she touches me, my skin burns. O and she smells rotten, like food gone bad or rotten meat.”

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…”

"OK!" Breakfast was fast today, fresh snow had fallen during the night and everyone wanted to hit the slopes first. Nobody noticed that Hannah was missing. Alissa already had everything ready an hour after breakfast, she sat on the sofa in the living room and took the remote control. But there was just nothing decent on TV and she turned it off after a few minutes. She went to the bookshelf and took out a novel, the title sounded promising and so she decided to take it with her room and read it comfortably in her bed. In the past few months she had read a great many books; she had had nothing else to do. She shook the thought away and opened the door to her room on the second floor. She thre

ADRIANA I twist and turn, but I can’t get into a good position. I try to turn on my side but something is limiting my range of motion, or someone. My whole side is warm and it sparkles, the air around me smells like sweet cardamon, black pepper and some hints of cedar wood. I open my eyes and look through the corner of my eye to the man beside me, softly snoring and lost in a deep sleep. I struggle to remember who he is and why I feel so at ease laying beside him. Than like a tidal wave the memories of the other night flood me, washing over me and leaving me breathless.

‘Might just start next year since it's gonna be a brand new year in a few weeks. This, is exactly like those New Year resolutions. I have clearly set those goals in mind the first day Eve stepped into this house. I keep on refreshing my thoughts, reminding myself how much I hate this woman. I fucking said it out loud to her face, to remind myself I-hate-her. Apparently my heart isn’t listening, my cock obviously has been a traitor since day one, and my brain can't function well since I touched her at the gala. Her smooth skin, her intoxicating scent, her velvety voice, her silky hair, and those eyes, fuck.me. Those eyes looked at me as if she's the most innocent girl in the room, for the fac

**** ~ Flashback ~ Before heading to the library, Evelina and Rissa are on their way to the opposite end of the class to the library. Evelina walks and she stops from her path, she just remembers that there was something she forgot. Seeing Evelina's reaction stop, Rissa asks her. "Eve, what's wrong? Is there anything you left in the classroom?" "No, I forgot something. That actually, I wanted to return the book in the library," she replied.

"You're right. I really never expected her to be so vicious. Even after I learned that everything had been planned by her and her father, I still refused to believe it. In the end, the evidence slapped me in the face." Finnley looked down at the photographs and rubbed his forehead painfully. He turned to look at Sabrina. "Don't misunderstand. It's not because I can't forget her. I just never expected her to use these photos to soften my heart. She actually came up with such a trick. But these memories are only painful to me now. They can never be beautiful memories anymore." "Since they're painful, then don't think about them. Why don't you think about all the good memories I've shared with

My family had to put a stop to the broadcast of my memories. I huddled in a corner, feeling numb about the whole situation, but they struggled to accept reality. Sandra teared up shakily, mumbling in disbelief. Roger gasped heavily, his fists clenched, while Caleb, wearing his heart on his sleeve, punched the table. “I can’t believe Casey is evil! “Where is she? I must ask her if this is real.” The scientist wiped away a tear. “This is the donor’s deepest and most personal memory. There’s one more piece of memory. Do you want to watch it?”

Antoine watched Camille, his eyes filled with concern and curiosity. Camille’s emotions surged, and tears began to roll down her cheeks, salty and bittersweet. How long had it been since she last remembered the scent of her mother’s lily of the valley? How long had it been since she felt the vibrant essence of fragrance, the subtle bond between scent and memory? 'Muse' didn’t just analyze the scent—it awakened a corner of her mind she thought lost forever. It allowed her to 'see' images again, to 'hear' sounds, and to feel the delicate stirrings of emotions she believed had disappeared for good.