Familiar

Familiar

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Romance
"I forgot almost everything in my life. Friends, family, interests... So why do you look so familiar?" Maxine has always loved to sing and dance with her half-siblings. They would always host small concerts once a month. When Max was 10 she met a fan of hers and saw that he was different. She would always have to put on a fake face and agree with whatever the fans talked about, but this fan, who's name was Nathaniel, saw through her mask and wanted her own opinion on things. He was the first fan that she met to actually see her as her own individual person. When an accident causes 13 year old Max to lose her memories, will her beloved new home, Paris, be able to help her build a new life? Or will an old friend, and forgotten love, be able to help bring back her old one?
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Who?

There's not much that I remember. I remember that my name is Adrien Agreste. I know that I am a 26-year-old who inherited my father's business for unknown reasons. I own my father's old mansion and another house in china.I lost my mother at a young age. Apparently, I used to be fluent in Mandarin. I have a cousin named Felix. He's married and has a little girl named Emma. Oh, and I am currently living with my aunt, Amelie. I'm told that I'm married. Or was married. To a girl named Marinette Dupain-cheng. I don't remember her but apparently, we were close. That's what I'm told. I'm also told that we were driving to a wedding. For Luka and Kagami. I remember them but I don't remember that they were getting married. I'm told that at an intersection I was driving and an eighteen-wheeler blew past the red light and right into the passenger seat where Marinette was. Our car flew and two people died. That's what I'm told. I only remember waking up in the hospital. The doctors called it a miracle. All memories of this incident and anything that might bring back memories have been taken away by the request of Amelie and me. I don't want to remember. It's easier for me. I don't want to face what I've done. If I don't remember this girl I minimize the guilt. Since I don't remember this her, I can't say that I loved her. I can't say that I miss her. I can't even comment on her death. But this doesn't change that I killed someone. So I hope I never find out and I will make sure that those memories never come up. Not about Marinette. Not about the other person that Aunt Amelie won't tell me about. ... Because I've already killed someone before. ... And I don't know if I will remain on this earth if these memories resurface. +++ In which a boy tries to recover from a horrible incident without recovering memories of the one he loved.

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