Novel & Cerita I Faked Amnesia

The clock ticked. Rosa sat across from Elena. "Tell me," she said. Elena looked at her mother. Rosa's face was patient, kind, the same face that had watched her through every hard thing. The escape, the healing, the years of rebuilding. "He lied," Elena said. "The amnesia. It was fake. He remembered everything from the beginning." Rosa didn't flinch. Didn't gasp. She just nodded. "I knew," she said quietly. Elena stared at her. "You knew?"

"Yes." Aiden went very still. "What?" "Yes. I've been faking it. I'm so sorry." The words tumbled out between sobs. "I've been faking the amnesia since the beginning." "Since the beginning? Since the accident?" "There was no accident. I mean, I fell. But I didn't hit my head hard. I didn't lose my memory." Grace was crying harder now. "I faked it. All of it." Aiden stepped back. Like she'd slapped him. "Why?"

"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?"

"Heather, how could you secretly marry someone else behind my back?" I knew he had misunderstood, but I didn't feel like explaining. I said coldly, "We're already divorced. Please show some self-respect." Anthony stared at me in a daze. He no longer had the heart to keep acting. He exaggerated a scene of "recovering his memory," then grabbed my hand. "Heather, why are you wearing a wedding dress? Are you going to marry me again?" As he spoke, he reached for the bouquet in my hand. I avoided his grasp and said indifferently, "Stop pretending. I heard everything about how you and Lisa plotted the fake amnesia."

"Kill the bitch. Once she's dead, Lucas will make me the new Luna." "That Alpha is so stupid. He still hasn't realized that the ambush five years ago where I 'saved' him was just an act..." In the footage, Isabella was directing the rogues to tear at my abdomen, a hideous, triumphant laugh on her face. The real Isabella, currently lying on the floor, turned as pale as paper. She knew she couldn't keep the act up. She frantically tried to cover the crystal. "No! That's not me! It's fake! That bitch framed me!"

When I woke up from wolfsbane poison, I decided to scare my Alpha mate-to-be by pretending I’d lost my memory. “Who are you?” I asked. Nolan Hayes stepped back, putting distance between us. “I’m your sister’s mate-to-be. She hasn’t been feeling well, so she asked me to check on you.” I thought he was joking and turned to my adopted sister, Megan, who had just arrived. She immediately slipped her hand around Nolan’s arm. “Allison, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten.” “Our bonding ceremony is in three days. You even promised to make my ceremony dress.” Mom and Dad rushed to the hospital when they heard about my memory loss. Clinging to one last shred of hope, I asked. “Is Nolan really going to be

Miria looked back at him. “Ah nothing... I was uhmm...” he looked around, trying to come up with a lie. She blinked in confusion, “Hmm?” Jai pursed his lips, and before he could say something, Miria brightened up and said, “Did you get your memory back?” “Ah...” He forgot that he was pretending to be amnesiac. He fake a nervous smiled, “No I didn’t... I tried though.” Miria lowered down, “Oh... Too bad...”, but she gave him a reassuring smile and said, “You’ll remember soon enough. Don’t push yourself, alright?”

"The night after the muder. You were taken to the hospital....after it you don't remember what happened at the cliff. It's like you have lost a fragment of your memory." I lower my eyes, I know. That's why I have no evidence to prove myself.... because I can't remember. "It's...post traumatic amnesia..." I say lowly, looking at the grey old floor. To only have her exclaim. "Bullshit!" My confused eyes met her and she gritted her teeth. "I checked your report girl. There is no amnesia. They are all fraudulent." "But...I....can't remember...." "That's because you were drugged. That night you were drugged with something that fuc*** with your memory."

I stared at Killian who nodded and began to explain. “Selective amnesia is a form of memory loss in which a person loses specific memories while keeping back others, and this is often related to particular events or time periods. This condition can be triggered by trauma, stress, or psychological factors, and typically, the memories lost are those associated with emotionally distressing or significant experiences.

"I also know that you have a wonderful heart. They just wronged you…" I frowned, staring at him. "W-What do you mean, Sir Yzack?" I looked at him as if I could read his mind. "You know what, there are only the two of us here," he said. I will not tell anyone you are only faking." His hand was lifted in my direction, and he said, "I promise..." "I-I'm sorry?" I frowned at what he said. "To tell you the truth, I've been diagnosed with dissociative amnesia. My mom told me I was hit by a car in my hometown five years ago," I explained.