Wattpadbinge Stories

I woke up in a wedding gown with a ring on my finger and a man kissing my forehead like I was his entire world. His name is Elias. He says we've been married for two years. That we're soulmates. That I was in a coma... and now I'm finally back. But I don't remember him. Not his laugh. Not his touch. Not the way he used to whisper my name like a promise. The doctors call it trauma-induced amnesia. But Elias? He shows me things I wish I could unsee. Photos of me... holding a knife. Blood on my hands. Him... lying dead at my feet. And smiling. Smiling. He says I killed him. Three times. Each time, I wake up in a new body. Each time, he finds me. Each time... he marries me again. And now, I'm starting to wonder... Am I the victim?* Or am I the monster he's been waiting for?* This isn't a love story. It's a loop. And I'm the only one who doesn't remember how to break it.