Prologue
We sit together under a tree. The sun is so bright that it almost blinds me. I'm scared to break up with him. I don't want to, but I want to protect him. He's unsuspecting. Sitting there holding his iced coffee in one hand, the other one pushing his hair out of his eyes. So beautiful. I grip the coffee cup in my hand and clear my throat. "Um... I think we should break up. It just isn't working for me. I don't know how else to put this," I say, not looking him in the eyes. "Why? Why are you breaking up with me?" I can see the panic on his face. "Because we don't fit together. You and I," I motion between us, "just aren't meant to be together." It's my fault for even thinking that I could have my own life. And yet, I love him so much. I have to do this to keep him safe. Away from the life that I live in. The things that I've done. "I'm sorry," I whisper, finally locking eyes with him. "No, you're not. You don't care. You never did. All you care about is your feelings not about anyone else's. Everyone around you are just background characters in your perfect fantasy." He scoffs at me and stands up. "Next time, figure your feelings out before dating someone. We've been dating for four years, and you just threw it away. What a waste." He gets up. Leaves. I watch his back as he walks away, throwing the iced coffee into a trash can with all the force he can muster. And yet, I have this sinking feeling that this won't be the last time that I'll be seeing him.
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All Which Remains
RomanceAn eighteen year-old-boy wakes up in his classroom to find that he has no memories. A boy finds that everything he knew was a lie. A girl believes that she's killed her brother and seeks revenge on others.
