The plane took off and I glanced out the window as the large buildings turned into miniature objects until they were eventually completely obscured by the clouds.
I covered my head with my hood and covered my mouth with my hands as I silently sobbed for a love lost and a love that could have been.
My heart ached for Elliot. For the boy I loved. For the boy that I would never forget.
For the boy that would forever be a part of my memory.
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A Part of My Memory
RomanceAfter a weekend-long trip to the beach with her friends, an unexpected accident leads to Zara losing her memory and remembering only one person... From a two-person POV, Zara lives with the Fraids since her memory loss and is convinced that they are...
