Burnt For Her, Saved By Amnesia Novels & Stories

I stood at the door and trembled all over while clutching the hem of my nanny uniform. Ambrose had called me earlier on to deliver some documents for him at this banquet. The driver responsible for the accident, Maryanne Brown, sat right beside him, ordering me to pour drinks and serve food, mocking me as much as she could. I endured it all in silence and even secretly texted some of the guests so that they could cover for me. If I hadn't forgotten my phone and come back for it, I probably would have never found out that Ambrose's "amnesia" was nothing but a lie.

Calvin watched her retreating figure till it was out of sight. Six months ago, he had saved her from a fire accident which made her to loose her memory. He then flew her out of the country to build a new life and identity. The doctor said that she might recover the memories overtime but there hasn't been a sign of that. Calvin had vowed to be with her and protect her at all cost like a brother. But sometime, he does have thoughts that he shouldn't be having for someone he consider his sister. It's not really his fault, Iris was a very beautiful girl. The reconstructive surgery she took for the fire burns really enhanced her beauty more than it was. And she has just the right amount of curves

Sanders Technology was able to survive afterward only because of the 200 thousand dollars in compensation that came from it. "When you were rushed into the emergency room, the doctors issued three critical condition notices in a row," Catherine said. "You have no idea how scared I was. I was terrified of losing you, of never seeing you again. At that moment, you were my whole world. I kept thinking about how you had risked your life to protect me. I told myself that as long as you woke up, I would stay by your side for the rest of my life, no matter what." Whether it was because her words struck a chord or because I remembered my own situation back then, I suddenly felt my eyes sting, as if

I told her. “Seems you have selective amnesia, a sort of dissociative amnesia. It does happen, especially after a traumatic event. I’m sure it’ll come to you, just give it time,” she waved her hand dismissively and I instantly didn’t like her. “Let me go home,” I stood up and my knees buckled. The beautiful woman, Aria, caught me before I fell and helped me back onto the cot. “Please be careful, I couldn’t bear if something else happened to you,” she told me sweetly.

he said, “tell them you were looking for something to drink. Or better—tell them you got lost. Blind girls make great excuses.” “Where’s the rest of it?” “Burned, as I said. But what’s left is worse. The rest was just a theory. This—this is a living proof. Memory suppression, retention loop injections, clinical-level amnesia cocktails. You know what that means?” I nodded, even though I didn’t. My stomach understood, even if my brain hadn’t caught up. A cold, slick understanding that for some nasty reason my poor mother had been turned into a locked door—and someone had swallowed the key.

However, as soon as Liam began speaking, her heart dropped with a sudden jolt. "Elizabeth, how much do you remember about the specifics of that fire incident from years ago? Elizabeth lifted her gaze, taken aback by the sudden mention of the incident. Her hands fidgeted beneath the table, nervously intertwining with each other. Eventually, she managed to muster a smile and spoke softly, "It's been so many years, and my memory of it is hazy. I can only recall the pain of the wound I sustained during that time." The truth was, Elizabeth would occasionally intentionally burn her own arm to maintain that scar. Despite the excruciating pain, she endured it so she could continue to hold on to Liam

Damian caught her before she hit the floor. She wasn’t unconscious. She was screaming without sound. Her mouth was wide. Eyes wild. No breath. Just pure, silent terror. I rushed forward, touching her shoulder— And I fell into her memory. Flash Memory – The Sixth’s Origin Fire. Not flame. Devouring. She stood in the ruins of her first home, ash clinging to her arms. Her siblings dead. Her mother is already dust. A man with eyes like glass touched her forehead and whispered one word: “Hybrid.”

Isabella had always been a puzzle, but I thought I’d figured her out. Now, I wasn’t sure I ever really knew her at all. The robotic voice from that call kept ringing in my head: Check your email. I had. And what I found had split my reality in two. Her medical report wasn’t just a document—it was a doorway into a life I never knew she’d lived. Trauma. Amnesia. Pain that predated me. A past wrapped in fire and silence. And the line that haunted me most: “She forgot the fire. But the fire never forgot her.”

When some memory fragments began to recover in her mind, he would occasionally give her medicine to make her suffer from amnesia for a long time. However, if she took medicine for a long period of time, she would also have a day of immunity. In recent years, He discovered that even though she had been listening to his words and taking medicine, she still seemed to recall something from time to time. And he also knew that. . . The woman who saved Shawn back then was actually the Laurent family's female Amanda. Amanda had died many years ago. Shawn was still single and had been searching for the daughter of him and Safire back then. John was nervous and panicked. He also sent people to investi

“The accident affected the hippocampus of the brain leading to retrograde amnesia, in brief she means, she lost her entire past memory including those that occurred before the onset of the amnesia ” “What are you talking about? And how did she get here?” “A woman clothed in black pleaded so much for us to save her. Candy came in here with one third of her blood lost and still more dripping from her head. We were able to save her but on announcing it to the woman, she was nowhere to be found. “ We only found a contact number on the desk where she was seated and that is how we were able to contact you ” Desmond elucidated in details not leaving out any single information besides, the person's