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"I... I don't know. I'm just so glad you're here. Can you talk to the doctor, please? I'd like to go home.” Her friends frowned, staring at her, and at long last they looked around to see us and exchanged greetings. Then they asked. Delia added, "What's wrong with her? I know Grandma Charlotte said her memory is all jumbled, but why is she talking about home as though you guys aren't here?" "That's because she has amnesia. Selective amnesia. Her brain kind of reset her memory. Her current life is temporarily forgotten, I hope. Her past life is what she's working with," the doctor explained to the girls.

"Haven't you hurt him enough? Even if you find him, he won't return. You ignored him for seven years, lingered in the chapel for seven years, and stared at my photos for seven years. He knows all of it. "Amy, your sister is gone anyway. Why don't you just keep being Penny?" Amelia lunged forward in fury and slapped him hard enough to knock him to the ground. She glared at him. "You'll spend the rest of your life making it up to him. If he doesn't come back, don't even think about getting out of prison!" After that, she called her assistant while Samuel stared at her in disbelief. "Look into Samuel. Dig up everything."

I didn't correct him. Selfishly, I let the title sit. The doctor motioned toward the hallway with a nod. "Come on back. Let's see how we can help today." The room he led me to was filled with medical equipment, transformed into a private clinic. Dr. Shaw motioned for me to sit in a comfortable chair while Ryan reluctantly stayed behind in the waiting area. "Try to relax," Dr. Shaw said, his voice soothing as he prepared his equipment. "Your amnesia was likely caused by severe head trauma. Recovering memories often requires triggers—specific stimuli connected to your past."

He kissed me on the cheek and left. "Are you really okay? Why did you cry? That jerk did something right?" Peggy is still mad so I sighed deeply and took the courage to talk. "Can you three hear me out?" The three exchanged glances and nodded. "You know, before I entered high school, I had an accident. They said I was in a coma for 6 months. When I woke up, I can't remember what happened. My parents and my siblings didn't want to talk about it either. I can remember some of my memories before the accident but not all of them. I also forgot some of the people I have interacted with before. They said it's selective amnesia. The doctors said it was me who locked those memories. I tried so hard

Seth nodded and told me solemnly, “Annie, Holly has been sentenced. She’ll be going to prison for thirteen years. Also, Lucien has late-stage gastric cancer. He doesn’t have long to live.” “Oh.” I was very calm, as if I was listening to news that had nothing to do with me. Seth coolly regarded me for a few seconds. Then, he suddenly said, “Annie, I went to ask about it at the hospital. They said you didn’t get amnesia after the car crash. You didn’t forget me. Is that right?” “That’s right.” Seth must not have expected me to answer so plainly. He was stunned for a moment. “Why didn’t you admit that you knew me?”

He looked at the lights in the room at the end of the second floor of the villa and felt a fit of suffering. Presumably... Eliza also felt as uncomfortable as him and couldn't fall asleep, right? He sighed and leaned against the leather seats of the car, staring at the light with fixed eyes. In fact, they were both suffering. However, even if he was sad, he had to do so. After Hamza lost his memory for more than 20 years, when he learned that Shreya had become a vegetable and might never wake up again, he finally regained his memory. "This kind of amnesia drug can make people forget their happiness and only remember everything related to pain."

"You bastard! If you hadn't seduced me, Colin and I wouldn't have ended up like this! You'd better make it up to Colin properly on this trip, or you will stay in Malvora all by yourself!" Her voice rang out through the air, sharp and high, making heads turn all around us. A flight attendant walked over with poise and said gently, "Excuse me, passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please return to your seats." Janice shot me one last resentful look, snorted, and walked away. Wayne followed silently, his expression dark. Sonia looked at me. "Why didn't you tell them you didn't actually lose your memory?" I shrugged. "Why bother? They mean nothing to me. Even saying one extra word to them

Calvin spent some time reading about Amnesia over the internet. He wanted Ethlyn to remember everything within a second, if possible. He knew that those were not very moments for Ethlyn, but that was where their connection had begun, unknowingly. He read in detail about how to deal with Amnesia and then groaned in frustration recalling how she didn’t recognize him. While after that incident, Calvin kept recalling each and every moment. He smiled, thinking about the slap from her and the background song at the same time.

Author's POV The air in the hospital room was heavy, filled with thick silence, the machines’ steady beeping the only sound cutting through it. The doctor’s voice carried a weight that made every word feel like a blow. “You need to be more careful,” he said slowly, his eyes flickering nervously between his notes and Vincent. “This is not something normal. She has Dissociative Amnesia.” “This… this type of amnesia,” the doctor stammered, “comes from trauma, abuse, a violent crime, a disaster. The mind blocks out pieces of memory as a defense, to protect itself. That is why she doesn’t remember some parts of her life.”

"Chester, I'm sorry. I lied to you. I'm your real fiancee, not Janet." The moment Tiffany finished, Janet tightened her hold on my hand. I stayed quiet and looked up at Tiffany, her eyes brimming with tears. After a long beat, I smirked. "Is that so?" I threaded my fingers through Janet's and said, "I've got amnesia. I don't remember anything from before, so why would I take your word for it just because you said so?"