"No, Nal. I would never do that to you, and I don't think that about you," he reassured her.
She frowned deeply, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Guilt filled him as he saw her cry. With no other option, he braced himself to confess. He took a deep breath before speaking, "The girl from earlier... We used to be together, but something happened, and I lost all memory of her. Yet, somehow, my body still remembers her presence. I know this part sounds weird. I'm not sleep-deprived; this is why I act a little off sometimes." He paused to compose himself. "When I was in Australia, I ran into her, but we never got the chance to talk. Now she went here to return something I left with her, and she's promised we'll finally have that conversation," he explained, the tension evident in his voice.
She was confused. "What was your relationship with her?"
He struggled to find the right words.
"Is she your ex? ...Are you still in love with her?" she asked, her desperation bleeding through her words.
"I... I'm not sure. As I said, I completely forgot about her. For some reason, all my memories of her are gone," he replied, his uncertainty palpable.
"I don't get why you still want to know what happened between you and that girl. Can't you just move on? There's probably a good reason why you two aren't together anymore, whether you remember it or not," she said, her tone filled with frustration.
He took a moment before replying, knowing deep down that she was right. "I understand that... but perhaps... there's also a reason why I haven't entirely forgotten about her."
"From what I'm hearing, it sounds like you're admitting that you still have feelings for her," she said sadly.
He felt a mix of guilt and embarrassment. "I don't know, Nal... Maybe... you should stop liking me."
"No!" she exclaimed, clearly upset. "I won't give up. I'll show you why I'm the one you should choose." With that, she dashed away.
He didn't try to stop her, but he couldn't escape the pity he felt for her and the blame he carried.
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"Where are you right now?" Zach inquired, using the phone he borrowed from Calliso.
"I'm not exactly sure, but I see lots of lamp posts and benches around, and there's a statue of a guy sitting in a chair to my left," Clair responded, speaking through his phone.
"I think I know where you are. Can you wait for me? I'll be there in fifteen minutes," he asked.
"Sure," she replied.
After their conversation, Zach walked into their room and handed his friend's phone back. "I'm heading out. I'll be back later," he informed them before heading out the door.
Calliso and Jacksen exchanged glances.
"I bet he's off to see that rich girl Brennan mentioned earlier," Calliso speculated.
"He's seeing some rich girl and not cluing us in? Since when did he start sneaking around behind our backs?" Jacksen questioned.
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Divine & Wicked: The Strayed Memories (Book2)
Fantasy(Fantasy•Romance) COMPLETED Zach awoke a few days after his surgery, his mind foggy and his heart empty, as though his life had been reset. He moved through what he believed was his normal routine, unaware that fragments of a forgotten past were slo...
