Remember Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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."

Not really. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said the moment he saw me. “Then why haven’t you locked your door?” I snapped, shoving the flash drive into his palm. “I need to know if it’s real.” He stared at it for a long time. Then sighed. “I warned you both,” he said. “Back then. Memory tampering comes at a cost.” “I don’t care. I want it back.” He narrowed his eyes. “Are you ready to remember everything?”

Don't be stupid—" But before he could finish his little speech, Michael's voice boomed from the stage. He said slowly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Actually, I already knew Aurora was at that party." The whole room froze. Audrey, my parents, and even I were stunned. Wait. Did that mean he remembered me that night? Even under the influence of the drug? My chest tightened as a bad feeling prickled at me. Audrey, though, thought Michael was finally speaking in her defense. Her chin lifted high again, her voice smug and loud.

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! ✿

“There’s a beverage section. So I ordered them.” I looked at him and then back at the cider. “You remembered? From just that one time?” He nodded, going back to the fridge. “I only have to see something once then I will never forget it.” He turned his head toward me. “Mer don’t forget things. Our memory doesn’t work like humans. If we see something once, we can identify it again, even years later.” That floored me. “That’s insane,” I said, proceeding toward the island, seriously impressed, thinking of how I would never have to study over and over again.

"I must not forget." .

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