The Scars Remain

The Scars Remain

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❝I wish I had died with them that night. I wish they never found me. I wish I never got my memories back.❞ ✦✦✦ Lia, a seventeen year old girl living in a state of ignorant bliss, her life is untouched by any of the horrible crimes being committed in the world. Her only dream is to join The World's Art Institute in Washington and become an actress. She led a very basic, unproblematic life until she wakes up in London with no recollection of her memories, she finds herself entangled in a world of crime and corruption. Thinking that that was the end of the worst was her biggest mistake, for that "false hopes are more dangerous than fears". ✦✦✦ ❀ This is a story of loss and survival, friendships and betrayals, strength and sacrifices, a story of the ups and downs of life, and of the fight for power, and finally, a story of all kinds of selfless love. ❀ PREVIOUSLY TITLED: LIFE
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She wakes up in a stranger's bed, a diamond ring glimmering on her finger - a symbol of promises she cannot remember - a vow forged in a past that's been stolen from her. Everyone says she's fortunate. That she's blessed. That a beautiful home, a devoted fiancé, and a spotless future await her. But when her pulse falters under his gentle touch... when her skin shivers instead of warming - something deep within resonates with the alarming feeling that something is profoundly, dangerously wrong. He insists it's for her own safety - that something awful happened, that healing simply takes time - but there's a fire in his eyes, a possessiveness he cannot mask. And somewhere in her mind, a locked box rattles against its chains. And at night, in the quiet... she dreams of another man she does not recognize. Until one day he steps out of the shadows. Not with flowers, but with fire, with danger, with a confession forged in the pure agony of a love forgotten. Not with comfort, but with a storm in his eyes and a voice that trembles when he says- "You promised to remember me," he whispers. "Even if the whole world made you forget." He is not kind. He is not patient. His love is wild - a consuming force - a sin that feels more elemental than redemption. The moment he reaches for her, the carefully woven lie starts to unravel, thread by thread, until the awful, beautiful truth emerges. She doesn't know his name. But her soul does. Now, stranded between two men - the man who offers refuge within a perfect illusion and the man who holds the key to a catastrophic reality - she must make a choice. To stay safely oblivious... or to break free and remember the life that was stolen from her. Because someone made sure she forgot. And they'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Some truths are dangerous - and some memories are worth everything.

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