A Night To Remember

A Night To Remember

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Evelina Jade has had a difficult time recreating her life from scratch since her accident which erased her memories. She was found with nothing but a piece of paper with her name and age and after a year of struggling with starting over, she returns to New York desperate to put an end to her craziness of dreams that she's sure are memories. She sees his face in her dreams and she hears his voice in her head, but who is he? And where did it all go so wrong?
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