If I Remember Correctly Novels & Stories

James took a sip of wine nervously, recalling that memory disturbed him a lot. ******

How I reached here ? " Do you remember who are you and what happened to you ?" he asked gently . ​​Shit ! Who am I. I tried to dig information from my brain but I couldn't remember anything . I tried hard to recall but it just increase the aching . I groaned in pain . I don't remember anything from my past .

Now I'm in a place where I will be reminded of who I was every single day. ~~~ don't forget to add to your library! ✿

I asked. "Yes." Her voice was slow. Distant. "The last thing I remember is climbing the building." A smile almost escaped my lips. But I held it in. She couldn't remember. The fall had wiped her memory. She didn't know what she saw. She didn't know what Judith did. This was perfect. More than perfect. This was my chance. Thank the Goddess I took that memory magic class back then. My mother made me go. I didn't want to. I thought it was boring. Useless. But now? Now I was grateful.

And I remembered enough. Enough to start the fire.

"Why wouldn't I?" I remember them. Just not the weird guy acting like I know him.

“Call Rafe, I need him to find out everything you can about my wife from—” “You mean Medusa.” Hunter corrects me. “Yes, Medusa.”

The car was far away and I can see the mansion from a distance. Is that my memory? I asked myself. And then I remember, I forgot to drink my medicines yesterday. Yes, the medicines, without them, I can slowly remember the lost memories.

My recollections seem to be jumbled, and I have no memory of anythi ng that happened.

And closed it with a sigh. “Did you not want to read anything?” Tristan asked me puzzled. I smiled at him, feeling my lip crack a little as I did “I did.” I saw the confusion on his face and giggled “I have a photographic memory. I can recall information at any time just by looking at it. Kind of like pulling out a photograph to look at whenever you want to. I retain facts and conversations and recall them easily.” His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he processed the information.