Cruel. Horrendous. Terrifying. Those were the three words that described him, yet the question still lingered. Why did I still love him? He was mysterious. He made me want to break his wall; his shield, get in to the real him. I had to. He was my silver lining.

"Let's call this your Memory Jar. Every time you remember something, no matter how insignificant, I want you to write it down and put it in this jar. You don't have to share your memories with anyone unless you want to, not even me, but I want you to bring this every week that we meet. Hopefully, in no time it'll be overflowing." - Dana is nothing but a lowly street rat, until the day she gets into a dangerous accident, causing her to lose something heartbreakingly important: Her memory. The only reason she lives is because of Zayn, who finds her in the alley behind a restaurant he's eating at. When she wakes up later, panicked and distraught with only a sliver of a memory, Zayn can't bring himself to make it worse and tell her that she's had nothing for her entire life. So he lies... and says he's her brother. How can Zayn keep this secret from Dana? What does he do when she begins getting fragments of her memory back? What's to become of her father and brother, still on the streets? And what will Dana do if she begins getting unwanted and inappropriate feelings for her "brother"? Copyright © 2012, TheCrazySide on Wattpad. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

From eight year olds to eighty-eight year olds. Letters from Liam.