Novel & Cerita Remember Me

Writes: You remember. "I remember the DATE. I don't remember what happened." Nothing? No details? I close my eyes. Try to force my brain to remember. Usually my memory is perfect. I remember everything. But that night? Just pieces. Smoke. Screaming. Heat. Sirens. "No. Just fragments. Why CAN'T I remember? I remember everything else.” He writes: Maybe your brain is protecting you from something you're not ready to know. "What do you want from me?" Someone broke into my vault. They used technology that shouldn't exist. You're good with computers. I know because you hack into corporate systems to pay for hospital bills.

I frowned. "That game has two choices, it's either you will choose to participate in this game and silence will eat your mind as your brain strated to create another story of your life. Or you will choose the KISS The K means Know everything about the game. The I means Ignore everything that surrounds your life. The first S means Study everything about the game. The second S means Seal everything on your mind. Know, Ignore, Study, Seal, once you choose it, there is a chance you learn about the game. And obviously, you chose the silence. And we're glad that our game works out. " She said smiling so I nodded. "But why I can't I remember anything? I don't remember anything my brain did. Why?" I

Then I say it slowly and with much thought, “Yes, I do. I don’t think I will ever get over you. But, under the conditions you wanted me to live, I cannot. I refuse to share you with anyone, and I certainly don’t wish to have anyone else. That is a fact. So, if you feel that I am not good enough, and you need to have more than one, I am not your woman.” “Kaitlyn.” He says and then his voice trails off. He looks at me again with those eyes filled with hurt and I realize finally that I must leave before he wins. Opening the door, I get out and walk quickly to the office. As I enter the building, Mr. Sandhill stares at me and then approaches. Crap! I am late and he has no idea why. Now,

“PLEASE!! I have my reasons just do this one favour for me. Please promise me if I’m not back by, then bring help.” “Alight- alight, just go home Jack,” I replied, observing him as he left the café. I sighed out loud once more, paid the Barista, and went home. I took out my computer and started my assignment with my group members. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours as I had completely forgotten about the conversation. I had with Jack earlier. “Hey, guys, what time is it?” one of the male members in the group asked, yawning into the microphone.

Jim lifted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a standard smile appeared on his face. “Mr. Hofsess said you could stay here one night and then leave. The clothes I've given to the cleaners to wash will be sent back to your house. Medicines are placed at the top of the bed. I'll go first." Calantha quickly bowed and watched him until he disappeared. That person was like the shadow of the CEO, the secretaries’ dream lover, Jim Merimee. That he had seen everything happen before made Calantha just wanted to bang her head against the wall and die. It was so embarrassing.

Iridescent scales slide down her arms. "For a mortal that likes to whore herself out to paras you're one stupid as bitch. You don't have a clue how this world works. Well little clubwhore; you're about to get a crash course. Rage is my fated mate. We have sealed our bond. That means I have all his memories right up here." Remi says tapping the side of her head. Emerson shrugs her shoulders.

"As soon as I remember anything, you will be the first to know, ma'am." "The essence of these concoctions is to help with amnesia. You must always take it hourly." I lay down on the mattress and pretended to have slept.

Creasing my brows, I check the calendar on my phone and my heart miss a beat. No wonder I went crazy last night! Today is dad's remembrance; It explains why I was getting crotchety and a bit unusual! "How..how did you know?" My eyes fell, the words sticking to my lungs. "Don't feel sad for not remembering it on time. 'On time' cause I'm sure you would have remembered nevertheless even if it's just a minute left away before the day ends. You're not alone again, so I am here to help.. help you remember things, fix things, anything."

And not one time did he stop to glance behind him. I watch his back disappear from the room. I wanted to at least see his face. To know he regrets betraying me but I'm left alone in the silence of his room, saddled with the memories that chose to bombard me that moment, reminding me how perfect we used to be, how everything is supposed to be perfect. The familiar bed, the sheets, the scents and the walls that probably remember my echoes and moans are mocking me now.

"Happy to see me? I'm your coworker now!" "It's so good to have you here." I smiled and pulled her in for a hug, feeling glad to have a friend by my side at work. "By the way, how much do you remember about the past?" she curiously asked after we let go. I frowned and tried to recall, but a lot of memories were missing. Seeing my troubled expression, she gently explained, "You took a memory loss pill and forgot many things. If you can't remember, don't force it."