Remember Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After that, Sophie became a little sad and depressed as she said, “A human’s memory in itself is already not that good. Not many people will be able to remember everything. Humans can only remember certain things more clearly by using repetition to deepen and etch them deeply in our memory. This is similar to how we used to memorize our textbooks when we were young…” “In the first few days after returning from Japan, our benefactor’s face and appearance were still clearly etched in my mind. However, after so many days, his appearance seems to have become increasingly blurred. I have been trying to constantly think of him so that I can have a deeper impression of him etched into my memory, bu

she explained. I somehow felt proud and amazed by my man. He was always very sweet and helpful even to the people he didn't know well. He then met my eyes and smiled. "I was actually looking at her because she looks familiar to me and that time that thing happened," Barack butt in causing us to look at him. "She seems familiar in my sight, thinking that I have seen her somewhere and now I just remembered that I've really seen her photo in your phone, Mi Amore," he cleared his words.

𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚.

“Besides, I got random calls that day. I didn’t know which one was yours.” “You still don’t remember me, do you?” Melissa asked, holding Eureka’s confused gaze. “We really need to have a private moment to talk. You can’t keep living like this, with no memories of your past. If not for your parents or husband, then at least for the time we shared together. We promised never to forget each other. I know it’s not your fault, which is why you need to reconnect with those you knew to help you remember. Are you interested or not?”

“My name is a promise. A promise of power and vengeance. And believe me… tonight, that name will be remembered by everyone.” The night is not over. And I know that after this night… nothing will ever be the same.

So, what can you do? "My enhancement name is Memories... I think that's self-explanatory." "Wait... last time I used you, I was seeing the future, and you told me you'd show tomorrow? How is that related to memories?" "I was only trying to show the memories of your future self. I concluded it was the most befitting choice." "Woah... That's convenient, but can I use 'memories' on others?" "Yes, but you have to touch their foreheads."

The name echoed in my mind, teasing me with the promise of a memory just out of reach. Who are you? And why can’t I remember?

Make Adrian look like the man who abandoned his amnesiac wife for his first love. If I played the “I don’t remember you” card perfectly, he would have to respond. He would have to come see me. He would have to explain. And maybe — just maybe — in trying to remind me, he would remember how much he once loved me. I got into the car and immediately started drafting the post in my notes app. Something soft. Vulnerable. “Some memories still feel like dreams… some faces still feel like strangers…” Yes. This could work. This could hurt him enough to make him come back.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮. 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜�

Chapter: 21 ******* As Dirk absentmindedly scrolled through his emails, his attention was soon captured by a message from an unknown sender. The subject line simply read: 'Remember me?' Intrigued, he tapped on the email and began to read the contents. It was a short message, but its words cut right through him. 'Dirk, my love, it's been too long. I can still remember the scent of your skin, the taste of your lips. I can't help but wonder if you still remember me and if you still feel the same. I've missed you, my sweet Alpha.'