Who?

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I remember everything.

I remember that my name is Adrien Agreste.

I know that I am a 26-year-old who inherited my father's business for unknown reasons.

I own my father's old mansion and another house in China. I lost my mother at a young age.

I am fluent in Mandarin.

I have a cousin named Felix.

He's married and has a little girl named Emma.

 I was living with my aunt, Amelie.

I was married.

To a girl named Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

We were inseparable.

I know that for a fact.

Until we were seperated.

We were driving to a wedding. For Luka and Kagami. I was at the proposal.

At an intersection I was driving an eighteen-wheeler blew past the red light and right into the passenger seat where Marinette was. Our car flew and Marinette and apparently my son died. I was told that It was those two but it was three. My daughter Tikki had yet to be born and she died upon impact.

I remember waking up in the hospital.

The doctors called it a miracle.

All memories of this incident and anything that might bring back memories have been taken away by the request of Amelie after I lied to her and claimed to have no memories. She wanted me to remember but first I needed to recover mentally.

I don't need to remember. I already know.

I don't want to face what I've done.

If I don't remember this girl I minimize the guilt.

Since I don't remember her, I can't say that I loved her. I can't say that I miss her.

Even though I miss her so much.

I can't even comment on her death.

I killed someone.

Three people.

My wife

My kids.

So I hope no one else tries to force these 'memories' on me

Not about Marinette.

Not about my kids.

Nothing will be normal ever again.

Because they were my normal....

...

I've already killed my mom.

...

And I won't be remaining on this earth much longer.

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In which a boy tries to avoid all information from a horrible incident while trying to learn who the other victim might have been.