Chapter 3-A slight reflection of the past

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There was no way am I going to forget that voice

'Eugene'

"What?" he suddenly asked snapping me back to reality

Did I just say his name out loud?

"I just said your name out loud, did I?"I asked confirming about what I just did

"Yes you did, and you were right, I was Eugene.Eugene Lankinston" he proudly introduced his former name while smirking.

"Eugene, Tell me, and I know you know. What happened before I closed my eyes longed forever" I spoke in my former national language

"I see that you remember quite a lot but before everything, my name is different from before like the others have,but since we knew each other before I will allow you to call me that, my dear former fiancé" he teased which made me quite pissed of.

We continued to speak that forgotten language of our former country.

"Oh shut it! I don't remember accepting being your betrothed-wait,WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY OTHERS?!" I asked realizing what he just said.

"You'll see"he answered me with a know-it-all kind of face.

*knock* *knock*

Soft knocks resounded all around the closed room,which caught our attention.

"Sir, they have come" the guy from earlier who kidnapped me said in English which made Eugene reply in the same language.

"I see, then let's have our princess over here cooperate with us"he answered back to him then looked at me as if he was planning something.

"What do you want?" I asked while glaring at him,speaking in our language again.

"I, will have you cooperate with me. Do you or do you not want to find out about the 'others' I was talking about earlier?" He laid out a wig that seemed to have looked like my hair from before.

It was very obvious that he will make me look like the princess from my past life which is,obviously me.

"Does that look like my hair? To be honest I know nothing about myself, neither my name nor my face" I said facing down. This must be what it feels like to have an amnesia.

"I see, but my dear, it's probably better to remember by yourself or find out by someone else you'll regret it quite a lot if it's from me.And speaking the princess' name easily is unheard of." I smiled sadly thinking 'of course,what would I expect', and I could just stay there speechless and be clueless about what happened which made me angrier for forgetting. I could only nod and agree to him.

What happened that day?

The day I can't remember.

And the identity I can't recall.

I don't even dare guess or imagine it.

"So as I was saying, by cooperating I meant that YOU will dress up to look like what you did before, but don't worry leave everything to me." he stated and reassured me,cause I really was depressed of not remembering.

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