The Memory Of You Dramione นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I yelled at him and he hugged me crying profusely. "I almost killed you because of my anger, seeing Draco again made me go crazy, All the dead memories i was trying to bury, He brought them back. I am a damn wench and i am going crazy right now. I lost everything Noel, I was trying to forget Freya but he remind me of her and it's not doing any good"He cried out and i didn't know when tears fell down from my face.

“Ivy!” “Stay back.” Light cracked through the crystal, showing brief flashes like memories bleeding through a shattered mirror: Kyle on the battlefield, half-transformed. Kyle drowned in moon-soaked darkness. Kyle claws through the shadow. Kyle reaching Not toward me. Toward a child. I stumbled. Damon lunged forward, catching me before I hit the ground. “What did you see?” he demanded. I swallowed hard. “This isn’t just a soul fragment. It’s a memory fragment. A living one.”

Couldn't he recognize me? “It’s me. Aria,” I said. He frowned deeply, shifted back, and pushed my hand away from his body. My breath sank into my stomach. I looked towards the pack doctor. He stared at him gloomily as he shook his head. Damon had lost his memory.

"You chose wrong." I turned back to my mother. She stood tall, unyielding, even now refusing to show weakness. "You erased my memories," I said, my voice shaking with barely contained fury. "You sent away someone who mattered to me. And when she came back, when I finally had a chance to understand my own past, you drugged her. Kept her prisoner in her own body. And now you were going to kill her." "She's dangerous, Damon. You don't understand what she's capable of—"

I rested my forehead lightly against the cool glass, watching the peaceful city sweep by, but inside my head nothing was peaceful. The doctor's words echoed again. "Patients with memory loss often hold on to their strongest recent memories." My fingers tightened around each other. What if Ronan remembered me for the wrong reasons? What if the last thing he remembered wasn't our kiss but the fight? What if he remembered my sharp words? I closed my eyes, but the thoughts refused to leave me. I couldn't wait to see how this new Ronan drama unfolds at the mansion. I typed, maybe that would take my mind off some things for the meantime, texting Romy some of my items she would send through the dri

I clenched my fists before responding to him. “What happened to me? Why is it that I feel something is missing?” Damon's mouth opened a bit from what I asked. The smile from his lips faded away because of that and it made me confused. “What do you mean, Margaux?” Damon asked, so I let out a deep breath before answering him. “Since last night, I don't remember anything. What happened to me? Why can't I remember anything?” I asked but Damon just smiled. “Dylan already told you what happened last night, Margaux. We had an important gathering here last night and you're drunk. That's the reason why you can't remember anything.” Damon lied, which made me let out a sigh again.

Matilda,' that response and that word into his mind and in no time the witch stopped the chant and immediately drop his hand. Squeezing his eyes, more memory flashes starts coming. 'You know I love you. I will never leave you.' Darius recognise that voice. It's Sharon's. In no time, he opens his eye after all the memories have ring through his mind. "I have helped you with your memories. Don't you only have a fragment of it, not all," the witch reminded him again. Darius couldn't really reply the witch, his mind his heavy. "What did you do to him. Why isn't he responding to your words?" Danny asked immediately after seeing the strange look on Darius face.

I replied, gazing up at him, confusion etched across my features. Damon leaned in closer, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Well, do you remember anything before you collapsed?" he inquired, his concern palpable. Delving into my memories, I sifted through the events of the past few hours. "Yes! I remember hearing chanting in my mind, like a long-lost memory from when I was a baby. There were a few witches standing around me as I lay in a bassinet, and they were chanting something. One of the witches mentioned the need to keep me safe and something about a glamour," I recounted, my eyes meeting Damon's as he nodded in understanding.

“Aww if it isn't little Luna, what a sweet name you have. But what is that on your face? Oh shit! Is that ugliness? How could someone as ugly as you have such a name? Luna…Hahahahaha!!” I remember! This is Dane, the one who kept on bullying me throughout my middle and high school life. As if struck by bad luck I end up having to suffer from his harassment for a pretty long time. I hated him a lot. But what is this? Are these memories! Why am I remembering them now? Wait ‘Remember’ ?! I feel like I am forgetting something. What is it? Ahh, my head hurts. And also it's so cold. I'm trembling, but at the same time why am I feeling so sad? Huh! Tears? Why am I? MOTHER!! Mother, where are you?!

I will, Adrian. My last memory of you… I would never forget it.