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(S1, E1) OLD JAKE'S GREETING

⚠️ Author's note:

This story is a continuation of my previous novel "Fall for you again". "Remember me" contains many threads and references to the previous part. If you're new here and don't want spoilers, I cordially invite you to read the previous part.

Well then, let's start our new journey, detectives 🕵🏻‍♀️

xoxo_asgv ❤️
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Elena's POV (a few seconds later, the hospital, LA)

Jake: Hello? - He waved - Do you have some hearing problems? I asked you about your name.

After some time, I gradually regained awareness of the situation, slowly shaking my head to clear the disorientation...

Elena: Elena - I exhaled hardly.

Jake: Pretty boring - He rubbed his chin, keep staring at my body.

Seriously? It seems like he's not even paying attention to what I'm saying. He's constantly gazing at my legs, stomach, and... everything! Yes, he used to look at my body before, but it was different. Now, it makes me feel really uncomfortable...

Elena: My eyes and face are a bit higher - I sighed annoyed.

Jake: Face is pretty nice too - He finally looked up and smiled - To be honest, you're not into Luka's taste. I've always had a soft spot for blondes.

Luka: Because it's your girlfriend, you fucking idiot - He sighed annoyed, and started rubbing his face.

Jake: Are you sure it was me who had some car accident and not you? - He pointed at himself and raised his eyebrows at Luka - I don't have a fucking girlfriend.

Luka: Jake, it's August 2022 - He looked at him, devastated - You've been with Elena for... - He started counting on his fingers - Three months.

Jake: First of all, just because I've been fucking her for three months doesn't mean I'm her boyfriend - He smirked - Secondly, since I don't remember our encounter, you really need to remind me about it, sweetie - He winked, making me shiver in disgust a bit - And thirdly, I don't believe it's 2022. Where's my phone? - He started looking around.

Elena: Here - I sighed, took his phone from my purse, and approached him.

Jake: You look even better up close, sweetie - He smirked, touched my hand instead of his phone, and looked into my eyes.

Anthony: Asshole - He mumbled angrily.

This touch and these eyes definitely don't belong to Jake. It's almost as if some creep from the club is touching me. Annoyed, I tossed his phone onto the bed and withdrew my hand from his...

Jake: Thanks, sweetie - He smiled and tried to unlock his phone, but after a few failed attempts, he sighed, annoyed.

Elena: Wrong passcode? - I smirked proudly.

Jake: No? - He looked at me annoyed - I have a few passcodes. I just don't know which one is correct.

Elena: 021722.

Jake shot me an irritated glance, but eventually, he discreetly entered in the passcode. I couldn't help but notice as the phone unlocked. The passcode seemed to hold a deeper meaning – it was the date Jake and I first connected via chat during Hannah's case, a significant day: February 17th, 2022...