Broken Mirror

Broken Mirror

ExitTheGiftShop

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Parts 3

Ongoing7m

Last published Mon, Oct 14, 2013

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Ashley Scott was the kind of girl you could easily forget, she had a plain name and a plain face. With small brown eyes and shoulder length brown hair she was not beautiful nor ugly, she was average. No one knew her, no one remembered her. Her own mother ignored her, she was an only child and never knew what it was like to have someone pay attention to her. Sometimes she wondered what her life would have been like if she had a sibling, a younger sister to adore her and look up to or an older brother would have protected and confided in her. But now she will never know because now she is dead. This isn't a love story, this does not have a happy ending. This is a story about abuse.

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I frowned, thrown off "Do i...remember?" "Do you remember..." she starts but her voice falters. She glances down at the sand, biting her lip debating whether to even continue. She then takes a shaky breath and finally looks up. Eyes locking with mine " do you even remember how you got it?" Her question hits me like a slap. I open my mouth, then close it, my brows furrowing as I force my brain to rewind. How did I get it? Nothing. Not a single clear memory. She steps closer, her voice trembling, but the edge of anger sharpening her words. "Or when? Or where? Or for what reason? Or what it even means?!" I flinch at her tone, but I can't answer her. I try. God, I try.. I look down at the sand beneath my feet, forcing myself to dig through every memory, every hazy night out, every stupid decision I might've made-but nothing. Not a single moment of how I got it surfaced. I let out a frustrated breath and rake a hand through my hair, feeling the panic rise like bile in my throat. When I finally lift my head to speak, Ashley's already staring at me, and I can tell-she knows my answer before I say a word. "You don't remember," she says softly, nodding like she expected it all along. __________________________________________ Crazy thing happened...Three years ago, a tragic accident left Ashley scarred and shattered. Aiden survived, but when he woke from a year-long coma, every memory of the girl he loved was gone. Now, Ashley clings to the hope he'll remember-But as time slips through her fingers, the question haunts her-will she lose him all over again? And Aiden... will he ever remember in time? ........ ⚠ warning ⚠ : Mature language, Mental health challenges, Annoying scenes, Heart breaking moments...

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