Re:member Flow Novels & Stories

I retrieve it and found a text from a friend. *I'm in the studio now bro. See you soon.* XENIA'S POV I'm taking a break from my workout after successfully getting away from diverse pairs of unwanted ogling eyes when I raise my gaze to find Jayden walking up to me with someone very familiar looking. "Xenny, there's someone I'd like you to meet." He says smilingly.

“Damn Roman.” “Ma'am something on the Reyna Styles × Roman Knight drama is trending, it's a live stream.” Someone exclaimed barging into the boardroom. “What is it?" Reyna's tone lacked interest, she was absolutely fed up with the whole situation already. “Mr. Knight is doing a live stream.” Reyna shot up from her seat. “Can't he rest what horrible problem is he causing for me now?” She asked exasperated, with both hands placed on her hips.

“I’m not sure. I wish I could remember my real name.” “Give it time.” “You seem so sure of that.” “I am, but until then, we need to discuss what you should do until your memory returns.” “What do you mean?” “Well, we have cleared you for the most part. We can’t find anything wrong with you.” “But I can’t remember anything about myself.” “As we told you before, that’s because you have Retrograde Amnesia. With this condition, your memories can resurface at any time.” “Or never.” “It does you no good to think that way.”

This is not the town I grew up with. "You looked surprised to our town, Aliyah. Is it true that you lost some of your memories?" Gail asked. "Yes, I forget almost all of my old memories," I lied because I am not really sure what happened. I did change a lot of things. "Is that so? Don't worry I will make you remember all of your forgotten memories. Your mom said that you are coming back to work just yet." I still don't have plans too. I still need to know what really happened. I still have many questions, although some of them are already answered, it is still blurry in my mind. I really can't connect the pieces of puzzles they are giving to me.

Her fingers felt like popsicle sticks. She swung her legs over with help from her arms until her bare feet touched the cold floor. That's when she saw her expanded stomach. It wasn't huge, but it definitely wasn't as slim as usual. Her memory felt fuzzy, but she remembered it was Jack's. Maybe that was why she was here. They were experimenting on her. She flicked a purple flame into her palm and smiled weakly. Something about purple fire triggered some more memories. A lot of them were of Jimmy, of all people. She shook her head. She didn't have time for this. Someone would find her and knock her out again if she didn't get out of here.