Rush Memories Novels & Stories

“Be patient and understanding. Engage her in familiar activities and conversations, but don’t force her to recall anything. Sometimes, memories resurface naturally when she’s ready.” I turn to Josh, my heart aching at his visible sadness. “Josh... I wish I could remember. I want to, but it’s like there’s a wall.” Josh reaches for my hand. “It’s okay, Harper. We’ll get through this together. Just focus on getting better. We’ll be here for you, no matter what.” Dr. Williams gives us a reassuring nod before leaving. The room falls into a heavy silence, everyone lost in their thoughts. I look at Josh, struggling to hold back tears. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, guilt washing over me. “I don’t mean to

I remember those interactions of us like old Indian television drama where both the protagonist hates each other at the beginning of the scene, but till the end of the drama, they gradually generate feeling for each other. Sometimes I feel or could conclude that the memories I lost are about my love for Mr. Hemsworth and our family and sometimes about some tragic event that happened to me in the past related to Mr. Hemsworth, but indeed it's not a TV drama, my life thou. To me, I'm lost, I want to meet Louis and want to know about my lost memories, but there is nothing I can do about it. when I was working under Mr. Hemsworth, he used to despise me for being clumsy and late for work, so how

"I need you to keep this between us. I know Levi knows something, but I don't want anyone else to know about this." Mina nodded. "I won't say anything, but you're going to have to be honest with me about something." "What's that?" Mina turned and went to sit on Carmen's bed. "Can you really not remember anything about your past?" Carmen figured that Mina would eventually ask her that and she didn't even have the answer to that question. "Until today I wasn't able to remember anything, but then I saw that newscast and a bunch of things returned to mind. I need your help Mina. I need you to find out everything we can cause my funeral is in two days and we're going."

I want to know how to make you smile more. “Don’t mind me. It’s just me and my silly thoughts…” He trailed off a bit before responding to my question. “My wife used to add the same amount of honey in her tea. Seeing you do the same made me feel happy for a moment.” I saw Lucas’ eyes tear up, but he quickly wiped the droplets away in the guise of running his hand through his hair. “Every time I see, hear, or smell things that remind me of her, the empty feelings in my heart fades for a while, but then I feel miserable afterwards when I realize she’s never coming back.”

He stood by my bed and watched me for a long time, then did the one thing he had always hated most when I did it to him—he went through my phone. The post I had made online days earlier appeared before his eyes. "Help! What should I do when my memories are back, but my feelings aren't? Heck, I can't even relate to the past me! "Right now, I feel super nervous and awkward whenever I'm in the same room as my husband and son! What should I do? Please help me!" The comment section was filled with enthusiastic comments. "An amnesia plot straight out of a novel! Quick! Tell us more details!"

But Dad's doting gaze passed right through me and landed on Phoebe. I paced around anxiously. My nose stung, and I pouted, feeling the urge to cry again. The school principal hurried over to Dad's side. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chapman! The school's display screen has been hacked. Our technical staff said it might be someone using the latest technology. "They've extracted… memories from your son's brain. We can't restore it for a while." I saw Dad's expression shift through different emotions, but he finally said with a frown, "Then why are you still standing here? Go and find out who did it!"

"Oh my God... you... you remember!" Realization suddenly flashed through Mason’s eyes. His breath hitched as fragmented memories surged forward, each one clearer than the last. Memories… all of them… fights with his father that eventually merged into friendship. Protectiveness for Julie, distaste for Justin, and… And… "I think I do," he said, his voice barely audible as he looked at Raven and saw tears in her eyes. She stared at him, hopefully. He reached for her and pushed her hair from her face, catching a tear as it slid down her cheek. “I remember you.”

“Can you recall any details about your work? Your company?” Jasper’s eyebrow furrowed. His fingers clenched around the hospital blanket. “I… I remember the company itself, the workers, my position, but…” He exhaled sharply. “I don’t remember anything that happened there in recent years. It’s like someone took an eraser and wiped it all out.” The doctor hummed in thought before asking, “What’s the last major memory you have?” Jasper’s face twisted in disgust. “A high school reunion.” Dr. Myers blinked. “You went to a reunion?”

ask of him and I can't turn back now that there's a chance to get it. “Alright, lay back.” I did as he say. Ryder picked the remote from the TV console, turned on the TV and searched through a series of movies before he finally clicked on one. It's a movie as it plays, it shows a girl. Minutes into it. I noticed what it was. A girl narrating a p**n. She began to speak. I could remember the events vividly in my memory like it happened yesterday. Anytime I close my eyes, I let my mind wander off to that night. I mean, I just couldn't get it off my brain. It's the first time I'll be experiencing that so the memory got stuck in my brain. You might wonder what I couldn't get out of my memory. So

I pursued my older sister’s best friend relentlessly for three whole years before she finally agreed to a secret relationship with me. However, after five hidden years together, right as I was preparing to propose, I overheard a conversation between her and her friends. "Your first love is about to return to the country. How do you plan to handle that substitute boyfriend of yours?" "Make sure you have a solid excuse when you break up with him. Don't make it too ugly, or Cora will never forgive you if she finds out her little brother got hurt." After a long silence, she made her decision. "Then I'll just fake amnesia. I'll pretend I forgot the past five years. Since it was a secret relat