Forgetting Time Book Novels & Stories

"You didn't forget." "Of course not," he smiled. Across the room, Soren watched quietly. He said nothing, as he always did. But something had begun to change. It became clearer after a brief conversation with Bruno one day. "Funny," Bruno said casually. Soren glanced at him. "What is?" "I don't remember your father bringing home gifts when you were younger." Soren frowned slightly. "He was busy." "I'm sure he was," Bruno replied, his tone light. "Maybe he's just trying to make up for what Lana lost."

I don't know what to do to make him remember me. Is this really a love or obsession? Is he really able to remember me? Or I was just the one who's hoping that he will remember me in just 1 month? My tears flow's down from my eyes thinking about him. I wish I can change what happened but I can't turn back time anymore.

I'll break and right now that utterly can not happen. He shrugs and tries to recall the first time. It takes him a moment but eventually I can see a lightbulb go off in his head. "I remember-" he nearly seems to give out a giggle. "Remember in those dreams of ours? How over and over they wanted us to remember so bad? What do you think would happen if we couldn't? If our brains forced us to forget." He reminisces, I don't have time for this. Well, actually I do have time. We don't have much to do. No- I don't have much to do. Yet, I don't want to be here longer than I have to. Every moment doesn't feel right.

She left the hospital after seeing through what the nurse did. On her way back home, she recalled what Alan had ordered her, her eyes widened! She quickly took a look at the time, she just had one hour to make everything right. "Damn!" She cursed and started to search for something on her browser. She forgot everything after spending time with her father, she forgot about the dinner reservation that her boss had asked her to make and now there was no time. How was she going to make a reservation now? It's just one hour away!! "OK, relax Aileen, we need to think about this cool headed, damn! How could I forget?" She made several calls but every restaurant that she calls is already full. She f

He took the bank card and held it firmly in his palm before walking out angrily. His secretary followed behind him and asked cautiously. “Sir, where are you going?” Cleo frowned and hissed out the words between his teeth. “Vinland.” At Cleo’s words, his secretary quickly booked the earliest flight to Vinland. Cleo never got any shut-eye throughout the entire flight. His mind was in disarray. Countless scenes flashed across his mind, mingled with all kinds of conflicting feelings. When he was playing with six-year-old Cecil in the park, he remembered being happy.

Trevor doesn’t believe in such fairytales, I think, as the bitter taste of bile rises deep in my throat and makes me shake my head. “We want different things,” I say to my best friend. “There’s no use wanting someone who won’t let himself feel the same way.” The solemn echo of my words settles deep inside my heart. All I had to do was forget about Trevor now and hope it’ll get easier to forget the memories we shared as the days rolled by. *** Forgetting is harder than I anticipated it to be. I tossed around on my bed that evening after closing Espresso Books for the day and found myself itching with the urge to call him and listen to the velvety smooth timbre of his voice.

If I had, I never would've let him get near Sadie. I was actually confident that Sadie would never forget me. Seven years together wasn't something she could just forget. But it was that very confidence that cost me everything. I thought it'd be like before. All I had to do was wait a few days, and she'd forget again. I wouldn't even have to coax her back. But just that one time, everything changed. If I could turn back time to that day, I'd never have made that bet with my friends. I'd never have said those things I didn't mean.

Summer's Pov Ruby had forgotten. That was the thing I kept turning over in my head the whole drive back, trying to make it make sense. Ruby never forgot. Ruby remembered the birthday of every person she had ever cared about, including a girl from primary school she hadn't spoken to in four years. It was just who she was. Why did she forget mine today? But today she had packed my bag, driven me around, collected something from a store, handed me a drink, and said absolutely nothing.

His mind was stuck on those three days Tania was trapped there. How terrified she must have been. He pushed Lucy into the basement, locking the door hard, ignoring her knocks and cries. Samuel wandered the villa, searching for any sign of Tania, but slowly he realized that Tania had been fading from his life since the day Lucy came back. It started when she accidentally broke the dishes. All their shared memories in that house — the gifts he gave, their pictures together — were gone. He had not even noticed when their big wedding photo, the one that hung right in the middle of the villa, had disappeared.

On my way home from work, I realized a man I didn't know was following me. I called my husband, Cassian Bellamy, for help, hoping he could come pick me up. Instead, he sent me a few cold voice messages. "Can you stop acting like you're being followed all the time? We live in a society governed by laws. Where's this creep you're talking about?" "Also, if someone really is following you, what do you think he's going to do? You're a married woman. I'm busy right now, so take a cab home yourself." I hid in the corner of a 24-hour convenience store, trembling from head to toe. It wasn't until a torrential downpour began that the creepy figure finally left. I ran home in the dark, soaked to