Once named Blue + Red = Purple
Veronica always thought her Glow would be with a Handsome Man who had a job as a Lawyer, turns out that's not the case.
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Finally know today's date. Anyhow, we have been working on regaining my memory, so far we have a few child hood memories and things that took place before mine and Chandler Glow. The knowledge of the event happening is there, but it just never feels like it actually happened to me. I hope someday it will."
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" Veronica... Do- Do you remember anything about our glow?"
Looking down at the foot of her bed Veronica shook her head, "...no... I'm sorry..."
Duke spoke up, "We still haven't finished trying to recover her memories, it might happen eventually. Maybe if we try and focus on those specific memories, we can make sure those are the memories we get back for her."
"I guess we have to wait and find out."
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Veronica walked into the clinical building, this place could help her, they specialize in memories and thoughts. She was greeted by a man in a all white suit, even the tie was a sterling white. "Nice to meet you, you are Veronica Sawyer correct? on time for your scheduled appointment?"
She nodded.
"Follow me, and well get started in just a moment" the man then began walking down to a large hallway, the is, before turning into a room. "Just come lay down on this right here." He patted on a comfy brown bench. So, she did, she took a seat, laid down, and closed her eyes for a moment. Then everything went black.
A room stood in front of her, it felt safe, like it was telling her how safe it was. She walked towards it.
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Stepping into the room, Veronica noted her surroundings, the room was... familiar. The bed was blue, placed in the center of the room, a small TV in front of it. Before she could think of anything more a hand was placed on her shoulder. Startled, she wiped around.
"Hey, its just me." It was Heather Chandler, a smile on her face, one that was kind and genuine. She felt her chest grow hot, hotter than boiling water spilling on you from being too clumsy to cook. Her senses filled with a Red and Blue glow, no, a Purple glow. Veronica lifted her arms as she looked down at the light, trying to grasp it, make the burning stop, but it just kept growing, and growing. Going so hot she felt like she would melt.
