Forgotten l.h
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A Jane Doe is is brought into the hospital and she can't remember anything. All she knows is that after she was released from the hospital she was checked in to Freshwater Institute on July 15th, that she has amnesia and she has to figure out what happened. Using the name she has come accustom to, Jane, she tries to uncover the truth about who she is and what happened to her. As she gets closer to finding out the truth, a troubling past comes back to haunt her.
A story about self discovery and finding your place, creating your own path, tangle star crossed lovers, and remembering who you are when no one even knows your name.
"What's harder, Starting over or remembering your past?"
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