I Almost Forgot About You Novels & Stories

Although I felt relief as those painful memories slowly faded, a new fear began to take root—the fear of forgetting entirely. Forgetting the things I cared about. Forgetting the truth I had been waiting for. When I tried to recall what exactly I was waiting for, I realized I could barely remember anymore. Then, one day, a call broke through the fog. On the other end, a man's voice rang with excitement. "The men have been released. I’ve uncovered some new leads. Give me one more month, and I swear I’ll get to the truth. You’ll finally be proven innocent, and you can have a happy family again."

"I know I've changed a lot, but there's no way you actually forgot your childhood best friend, right? I—" "I didn't forget," I cut him off sharply. "But we haven't spoken in years. So, it feels a bit inappropriate for you to act like this overly familiar, Mr. Vega." The words cut like a knife. I watched Julian's smile crumbled completely. His jaw clenched slightly, and the joyful spark in his eyes died instantly, replaced by a look of sheer, undeniable hurt. "Overly familiar?" Julian echoed my words in a quiet, strained voice, as if in utter disbelief. "El, we grew up together in Solverde. We promised we'd—"

Hurriedly throwing on his clothes, he stammered out, "I… Sorry. I was too presumptuous." Tugging him into a hug, I deliberately poked fun at him, "I heard from the other employees at Gardner Corporation that Lincoln Solt is the unattainable heartthrob of the company who has been hung up on someone for the past seven years. That person couldn't possibly be me, right?" As I spoke, I began teasing his sensitive spots. In no time, I felt something hard pushing against my lower belly, causing heat to surge through my body. "Winnie, I miss you. I've been missing you and thinking of you every single day for the past few years."

My head tilts back, and for a moment, I let myself drift, the water muffling the noise in my head. I close my eyes. Why does it feel like I’ve forgotten something? As if I left something behind? I sit up slightly, the water sloshing around me as I try to grasp the edges of the thought. And then it hits me. INGRID. Panic twists in my chest. How could I forget about her? I’ve been so caught up in everything here, in Edmondo and his numerous shit and this suffocating house, that I haven’t thought about her in… how long has it been?

My social psychology professor gave us a simple assignment: text the words I love you to the family member we were closest to, then record their first reaction. My parents had died seven years earlier in an ambush meant for the DeLuca family. With no one else to text, I sent the message to Roman DeLuca—the youngest Don in New York’s underworld and the man the court had once appointed as my temporary guardian. The typing bubble appeared and disappeared all night. At two in the morning, his answer finally came. [Mara, don’t confuse dependence with love. Whatever exists between us can never cross that line.] The next day, he stripped away every privilege he had ever given me, disconnected our p

My ears ring, my pulse thundering like distant drums. For a long time, I just stand there, staring at the phone in my hand, my reflection warped in the glossy black screen. I forgot. In my joy, my victory, I forgot. A sound tears out of me, half cry, half scream. I slam the phone down on the counter so hard that the back cover pops off and skitters across the floor. God. God. I rake my hands through my hair, pulling hard enough to sting. How could I be so stupid? I planned every step, every detail, and I forgot the one thing that mattered.

Why do I still care about you? Our memories fade the feeling is mutual Everything changes for a reason I don't know why Are you happy now? Tell me, coz I can't move my feet away Away from you Look at me now I'm still frustrated And hopeless Chorus: I am mistaken I know I realize how memory fades my feelings get away But comeback in just one kiss and hug from you I'm still hoping for you To comeback But what the hell happened you left me behind everything is worthless everything is wasteless I lost you..

"Yes, how did you know?" "I knew Dhiya. Between, you missed your certificates, files, important copies, your mobile phone in the car itself. You might have worried about searching it that's why I brought it this late night. Sorry for disturbing you. Meet you tomorrow. Good Night Dhiya," Oh my God! I am not aware of it and I didn't even check it. Why do I become such a crazy person within a day? What did you do to me, Akshadh? - my mind voice

That wrecked him. He limped toward me, reaching for my hand. I stepped back like it was nothing. "Mister, keep this up and I'm calling the cops." His eyes were wild, voice cracking as he yelled, "I don't believe you forgot me! Rhea, you said forever! I only forgot you because of that temporary amnesia—but I remember now! I know you're the one I love!" I laughed. Hard. What a clown. Acting like some tragic lover. Would he have "remembered" so fast if I hadn't walked away for good? Doubt it. He'd still be playing house with Juliet and her stupid little props.

“It’s over! You’re never going to see him again. He lives in the U.S and you’re now in London. For heavens sake you don’t even know his freaking name.” I could write a poem about why i needed to delete that one night event out of mind and recite it over and over in a desperate attempt to forget it all. But I barely had time for that so instead, I muttered the same old words over and over, reminding myself to forget it all. “It’s over. You’re never going to see him again. It was just a one night stand.” “It’s over. You’re never going to see him again. It was just a one night stand.”