REMEMBER ME
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Last published Fri, Jul 11, 2025
Iris POV - The Haunting Unknown
It feels like I've misplaced something...
Not a thing. Not a place.
A piece of myself.
A name.
A touch.
A promise whispered beneath dying stars.
Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I feel it tugging at me. A shadow wrapped around my ribs. Familiar. Devouring. But the harder I try to reach for it, the faster it slips away, like smoke escaping through trembling fingers.
Funny, isn't it?
One day, I woke up with a new surname.
A new family.
A new life.
And yet... the ache remained.
They say healing begins with acceptance, so I made a choice-
If the past refused to be remembered, I'd learn to forget it.
So I moved forward.
Or at least I pretended to.
But spring never blooms without surviving winter, and some winters carve scars deeper than memory.
My new life began not with celebration, but with chaos.
Familiar faces turned strange.
Strangers turned into ghosts from dreams I couldn't place.
Some old.
Some news.
All dangerous.
"All seasons come to you," someone once said. "But spring... it needs its time to come. It arrives after the storm, after the world has cracked open. It brings moments of happiness after calamity."
If that's true, then I wonder...
Am I in the storm?
Or am I the one who brings it?
LEONHARD LIVIUS BLACK POV
She doesn't know who she is.
But I do.
And I would burn the world just to keep her from breaking again.
But I fear the day she remembers.
Because if she does...
She might remember him.
And I might lose her before I ever had her.
The Fate Unfolds
Not all love is soft.
Some love is carved in blood.
Some love destroys before it saves.
As the past collides with the present, as love tangles with obsession, and power stirs within the bloodlines, one thing becomes clear.
Iris is no longer just a girl with a forgotten past.
She is the flame that will burn the old world.
She is the prize everyone seeks.
And the storm... is already here.
The question is-
Will her past be her salvation, or her undoing?
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