"On the night all this happened to you. I paused looking her up and down. Can you remember any of it"? She shook her head from left to right. Ok. "If I showed you a picture could you try and help me by telling me who they are"? Nodding she smiled slightly and she took my breath away her beauty had captured me and would not let me go. As I showed her pictures she scrunched up her face and her eyebrows knitted in confusion. She remembered nothing. "Do you remember anything from your life before the accident"? "No" she whispered. "Fuck" I shouted as I banged my fist against the wall. I was so angry I would never get answers at this rate. "I'm sorry" she whispered as she wiped away her tears. That right there was my undoing. I turned around to speak to her. When i saw she held a knife to her wrist.
Aaaah guys help. I'm so confuzzled. I have no good ideas for this story right now and I can't get it on track. If you have any ideas please comment or message me. And if your enjoying the story let me know as right now I'm thinking of getting rid of it. So thoughts: Is this girl Layla or Sophia?
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The past is my prison
RomanceWhen Prem lost Layla he thought he'd never live again he saw her killed in front of his eyes then burnt while he sat tied to a chair tears rolling down his face. When Prem finally escapes he has no reason to live but his sister Aaraliyah fights to k...
