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What if forgotten memories are the only answer for every question ?
What if past comes back ?
What Who How ?
So many questions?
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Mention of drugs, depression, anxiety ,mental...
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As to check on Rebecca Knowing her state after freen went missing Richie pushed open the door to Rebecca's room, calling out her name. But there was no response. He stepped inside, his eyes scanning the dimly lit space. That's when he saw her - Rebecca, crumpled on the floor, unconscious. His heart racing, Richie rushed to her side, dropping to his knees.
"becca! Oh God,becca!" he whispered, shaking her gently.
But she didn't stir. Her skin was pale, her breathing shallow.he let out a shaky breath.
He gathered her into his arms, cradling her like a child. "What happened, Bec? What's going on?" he murmured, his voice trembling.
As he held her, Richie noticed the eerie silence. Just an unsettling stillness, as if Rebecca had surrendered to the darkness within.
With a surge of adrenaline, Richie scooped her up, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down gently.He rushed out of the room, calling out for their parents.
"Mom! Dad!Rebecca's unconscious!" he shouted, his voice echoing through the hallway.
His parents, who were in the living room, immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed to Rebecca's room. Their faces etched with concern, they burst through the door to find Richie standing beside Rebecca's bed, looking frantic.
"What happened?" his father asked, rushing to Rebecca's side.
Richie shook his head. "I don't know. I found her like this. She was just lying on the floor."
His mother quickly checked Rebecca's pulse and breathing, her expression grim.
"She's just unconscious,”mom said, “She's been worried sick about Freen, and it's finally caught up with her. She'll wake up soon, darling.” mom said to dad who was looking very worried looking at Rebecca like that.
"I'll stay with her," dad said, his voice soft.
“I'll go get her some water and a cold compress. She'll be fine, I promise.”As mom left the room.
Dad sat down beside Rebecca, taking her hand in his. He looked at her with concern,
Richie sat down on the other side of the bed, watching his sister with worry.
Room was silent except for the sound of Rebecca's gentle breathing. Richie broke the silence
"Dad, just one day without Freen and our Bec is like this... and you were planning to keep them apart”
Richie's words made Dad look at Rebecca with even more concern, his expression deepening with worry. He tightened his grip on Rebecca's hand, his eyes scanning her face as if searching for any sign of improvement. The creases on his forehead grew more pronounced, and his lips pressed together in a thin line, revealing the depth of his distress. He seemed to be holding his breath, waiting for Rebecca to stir, to wake up, to be okay again.
