➳Chapter 7

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➳Alaina's POV

I grabbed the folded paper Luke had given me and opened it up to find it was some sort of letter.

Dear Alaina,

There's this girl I knew named Alaina Madison Noble.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for that sparkle in her eyes when we talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile even if she was sad. No, she wasn't beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. (I stole this from some poem, oops. It's all true though, Alaina.)

She was the love of my life.

Nobody could ever compare to her. She was all I ever wanted in life. I still remember the first time I saw her. She had transferred math classes and ended up being in mine. When she walked in I a felt sudden joy in my heart, I know that sounds cheesy, but that's what happened.

We ended up going out and it went on from there.

Until that day, the day that I lost her.

Not physically because she is still here, but I lost her mentally.

And I'm sorry for that Alaina.

I'm so sorry for being the reason, you lost your memory. I'm sorry that I didn't listen to you when you tried to warn me about the car. I'm sorry for everything that has happened.

I was so sure you would be the one I would grow old with, but I was wrong. You don't even remember who I am and that's all my fault. Everyone keeps telling me that is isn't my fault, but it is. I was the one driving, I was the one who promised to protect you no matter what.

They don't understand how hard it is for me. I know I'm not the one who lost their memory, but I'm the one who lost the love of his life.

I just wish I could turn back time and protect you, but I can't. I can't change something that's already happened, no matter how badly I want to. And no matter how badly I want you to remember everything, I can't make you. I'm sorry for pressuring you into trying to remember.

I sometimes wish it was me who lost their memory instead of you, but then I think about everything we've been through together. And I can't bare to think of a world with me not knowing who you are and what we used to be. To be honest, I need you more than you need me.

Can you do me a favor and just please let me know that you forgive me. Let me know that you won't hold a grudge over what happened. Let me know that you don't hate me.

You may not remember the memories of us, but I do and I'll cherish them forever.

I just hope you won't ignore me and won't quit talking to me once you find out what we were before the accident.

Let's just start over, as friends.

Sincerely, Luke (your new friend)

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This is a super short chapter because we had family emergency but I wanted to do a quick update for you guys

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