Memory Of You Ao3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Back at the house, I started throwing my things into my suitcase. I was done with his pretend amnesia act; my heart was no longer in Sebastian's grip. In a rare moment of gentleness, he looked at our wedding photo and feigned a flicker of memory. "Elena, is that us in the picture? When did we take that?" I kept my eyes on my task, packing my clothes without a glance his way, and said without a hint of warmth, "It's fake, an AI creation." That was it. I pushed him over the edge.

had two sons, Mathis and Maxime, fifteen and thirteen years old, I became another woman, another mother, another person, someone who had forgotten her past, her story, her life, her love, her daughter, you, Élianor, someone who had forgotten everything, everything, absolutely everything, and who lived, who lived the way one lives when one has forgotten everything, when one no longer knows who one is, where one comes from, where one is going, when one is lost, abandoned, forgotten, erased, annihilated, destroyed, by those who wanted to make us disappear, erase us, annihilate us, destroy us, like Sabrina, like Marc, like all those who stood in the way of their path, their plans, their lies, t

He points towards the extra chair for him to take. “No not really.” Aaron starts drinking from the brew. It has a bitter taste but it quickly warms his blood. He can feel the buzzing through his blood. “What do you know about your family Aaron?” “It would seem not much. Father, I was in a car accident. I suffered selective memory loss. It is only recently that I started remembering again.” “That is good but why do you sound uncertain?” “I haven’t spoken to my wife but in truth, I am not sure what is real or not,” he admits. “There are things that doesn’t make sense.”

After she left, I quickly picked up the phone beside me, typed in a long string of commands, and finally accessed the hidden system. I clicked on the only icon, and a flood of messages from my contact appeared instantly—over 100 unread texts. "Candy, have you regained your memory?" That was the most recent message. After briefly explaining my situation, I arranged an escape plan with my contact. … Late the next night, Quinton returned, reeking of alcohol. When I heard the door unlock, I quickly turned to my side and pretended to be asleep. He staggered to the bedside, lifted the blanket, and gently stroked my severed limb.

seryosong tanong ni Euphie sakaniya. “I don't know how to say it..” at napatitig lang lalo si Jade sakaniya. “Pero parang matagal na nga talaga kitang kilala..” “Huh? Sa paanong paraan?” at napakunot na ang noo niya sa sobrang pagkalito. “I can't explain it either. Pero..” “Pero ano..” “I somehow remember everything about you..”

With newfound determination, I returned to the memory, channeling my love and determination into every weave of my magic. The resistance wavered, Dorian's mental defenses weakening under the onslaught of my emotions. Inch by inch, I manipulated the memory, reshaping it into a fragmented version of its former self. It was a delicate dance, my magic entwining with the threads of Dorian's recollection.

I really miss him calling me sunshine. Why do I still remember you, Levi? When you already forget me. I erased your memory but forgot to erase mine. I did not erase my memory intentionally. It's just I don't want to forget you. I don't want to forget the joy of love. I want to remember you. Remember what you look like. No matter if it's been a thousand or ten thousand years. Whether you still remember me or not. I'll remember you always. You are my beautiful mistake. That I never want it to fade from my mind and heart. I want to keep you safe in my heart's secret locker. So that I can cherish you all my life. I can't be with you. But I can keep you, your beautiful smile, and all the beautifu

She said when I finally turned towards her and saw her side profile as I murmured, "Hope so, she'll remember me soon because it's painful." She also looked towards me after hearing me, and our eyes got locked for two seconds before she turned back towards the road, but I didn't move my eyes off her because I couldn't. 'How long will my mate sleep? God, can I just hit Aurora's head once to get her memories back?' I heard Josh complaining when I just smiled as I knew how frustrated he was by not being able to connect with her wolf because Aurum can't lose memories no matter what happens. We both again turned silent as Aurora was driving, but after a some moments, my eyebrows squinted after see

“This stupid girl is really making us watch this crap? Disgusting. My car was ruined because of her piss.” The voice sounded distant. It wasn’t from the memory. Oh. I understood then. It was Steve in the real world, the one watching my memory, still disgusted by me. But I couldn’t wake up. All I could do was listen to his contempt.