"𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒" followed by Chasing Love is finally here!
One year ago, Samanun Freen vanished without a trace, making Mon devasted and heartbroken. Just as Mon thought she was getting better, Samanun reappeared. Stran...
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T R A U M A.
A relentless shadow that haunts you until your last breath. In recent days, a suffocating, eerie feeling clawed its way down my windpipe, making each breath a struggle. Sleepless nights and relentless nihtmares tormented me with visions of Sam and Ivy.
My thoughts were interrupted by a raspy, smoky voice calling my name. 'Mon, aren't you gonna come to me, my love?' I turned to see a red-haired girl standing in front of my door, her ripe cherry strands dancing in the breezy wind, her lips a natural carrot color, her eyes the same that haunted me every night. Samanun Freen. She stood there, too real to be a figment of my imagination. My feet moved on autopilot,low tears trailing down my cheeks. 'Sam, is that truly you?' My hand reached out to touch her angelic face.
'Mon, I'm here!' came a soft smile from behind me. I turned to find her sitting on my bed.
I stood there, torn between agony and heartbreak. 'Sam, why are you ignoring me?' Tears flowed like rivers down my face and neck. 'I'm not ignoring you, my love.'
As I moved closer, I sat in front of her, our faces inches apart. 'Find me, love.' With that, she vanished into thin air, leaving the paranormals to cease their torment. I shuddered in terror as I felt hands crawling up my spine, tightening around my neck. My windpipe struggled for air as I tried to free myself from the grip. Then a voice behind me sent goosebumps racing across my skin, twisting my insides with horror. 'Remember me, baby girl?'
'Ugh, fuck. I–Ivy?' I stammered, helpless as she choked me until she flung me onto the bed. I gasped for air, coughing and gulping it down. 'Fuck, agh!'
I looked around for help, but soon realized I wasn't in my home or room. I had been taken somewhere far from this universe, a place ruled by the paranormal as I shook in fear and horror. 'Ivy! Where's Sam?' I demanded, hatred dripping from my words.
She laughs an evil hyena cackle that would send shivers down the devil himself. 'Oh, my princess, I took her away... far away from you. HAHAHAHA.' Her laughter drums in my ears like a living nightmare, and I shake my head in fear, tears streaming down my face. 'What did you do to her?' I cry out in agony, my voice breaking.
'Nothing much, baby girl.' She sits beside me, lifting my chin. 'She won't remember you anymore.' Her grip tightens in my hair as she brings me close, her breath hot on my face. 'It's just you and me now, princess.' She pecks my lips, and I push her away in disgust, frantically wiping her touch from my skin. I could swear to God that none of this was real, but it's too twisted to be fake.
