They said memories never die, then why did hers? Where did they go? She has none. So if they never die why have hers? She's a blank canvas, to start fresh. And it's all my fault.
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She can finally start a new life. Shouldn't that be a reason to be happy? In this case probably not. She escapes her old life and wants to start over in London. Her childhood friend Harry is her last solution. But what has changed after all these years? How do they react to each other and how do they relate to each other? She can't hide her past. It left scars, mentally and physically. But can Harry be her salvation?