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Enthusiasm travels her face. "This." I flicked her forehead. "Ah!" She was startled. I laughed and I run away. "Hey!!" She yelled, calling me. "Chase me, Cali!" I yelled back. "So this is the game, huh." And she chases me. We are chasing each other in the rain. [END OF FLASHBACK] I suddenly smile after remembering that moment back then. Also, I am happy because she still remembers it. I thought she has already forgotten the things that matter about us.

My pulse quickened as my eyes moved from one to the next, my stomach tightening. And then I saw it. That gun. I stumbled back, the air rushing from my lungs as the memories slammed into me. The memories I always wanted to forget. --- FLASHBACK Memory from eighteen years ago… The crack of the shot was deafening. I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. I pressed myself tighter against the tree, my tiny hands gripping the bark so hard it splintered my skin, my tears rolling down my cheeks. My mother’s voice was gone, replaced by the heavy thud of her wolf form hitting the ground before she shifted.

END FLASHBACK Eli gasped slightly in the present. His hand went to his chest without thinking. “…What… was that?” Kieran watched him closely. “…You saw it.” Eli looked up sharply. “…That wasn’t real.” Kieran didn’t argue. That was the problem. He never argued about what Eli saw. Only what Eli understood. “…It was memory,” Kieran said calmly. Eli shook his head. “…No. I don’t remember that.”

What could he do? End of flashback

“That’s not what I meant, and you know it.” I sigh. “I’d rather not say, well, not in any detail.” Luke narrows his eyes at me. “They’re not really dreams, Luke. They’re flashbacks of what happened to me. It’s like everything is happening in real-time, but it’s not exactly real.”

“I need to go to the crash site.” FLASHBACK OFF

She didn't know what to do, feeling lost and overwhelmed by the weight of her memories. Flashback ends. To be continued…

A flash of light zapped through my eyes, like an electric shock. In that haze, I got a vivid flashback – a woman with raven-black hair, similar to Nat's but longer, and the lines etched on her face spoke of age and experience. She was smiling down at me; saying something, but it sounded like a distant murmur, and I couldn't make out the words. As the memories returned, the pain in my head intensified, and I fell back onto the bed, struggling to breathe. It was as if my memories were a storm, slamming into the delicate walls of my mind.

A spark of recognition, a glimmer of connection. And then, in slow motion, she turned to me. Our eyes met, and I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I saw a flashback of her face, smiling at me in different places and wearing different clothes. I saw her laughing, her eyes shining with joy. I saw her looking at me with love in her eyes. But as quickly as it had started, the flashback was over. Bridgette's eyes returned to normal, and she just stared at me, her expression unreadable.

FLASHBACK "Hey. I know I was giving you a hard time, but I was afraid of my feelings for you. The truth is, I-I l-like you. It is hard for me to like you when you, I won't say kidnapped, but took me against my will. Things would have been better if you asked me out on a date." I laughed and took his hand in mine. "I want you to wake up, so I could argue with you again. Wake up soon please." END OF FLASHBACK