Memories Mistaken

Memories Mistaken

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#75 - strangers 15/11/18 Thorns of my past embedded in my soul and on my body. I could no longer remember who I was and my identity was mistaken. They said I was Alissa Merchant, a Brown University Graduate and a wife to Mr. Role Baxton. The pictures of us were everywhere depicting the kind of life with white picket fence and plush green oak tree backyard. The house where I lived with him, he proclaimed, was brimmed with jewels and joy. He confessed me on the hospital bed that he missed me and loved me with a glint in his brown eyes, staring at Alissa which made my body squirm, warning me something was wrong. Something was definitely wrong because I didn't feel like Alissa Merchant at all. Cover design: @glass_sword
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'"I cannot feel this way. You clearly don't feel-" "I do though." He interrupts me. I finally look up to meet his eyes. It holds so much sadness. "Believe it or not but it hurts me every time I see tears in your eyes." His hands reach for my face, one more time and gently wipes the tears off my face. No matter what, the tears keep flowing down. "Please don't cry." He whispers. "You have someone out there just for you. Waiting for you." I whisper softly. A sad smile forms on my face that is now saltier than the ocean bed itself. I try to tug his hand off my face, but his hold is firm. He leans his head down and places it against mine. "I know." His whisper equally soft. "You need to let go. Just as I am." I close my eyes and take in the breeze of ocean that surrounds him and now me. I hear a deep growl just as his hold tighten on my face but it's still gentle.' For the little Raven that was born out the woods, life was only about the survival of fittest. Hunt or be hunted. Until Aya came along and showed her that there was more to life. They became family, sisters and promised to stay together forever. But what happens when one of them finds their mate? Read along to find out the story of Amara Raven on her journey to find a place she belongs. Completed: 12/05/20 Can be read alone!

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