Remember

I woke up with no name, no past, and shadows stalking my every step.

I wandered into a tiny coffee shop hoping for answers, but all I found were strangers staring at me like I was a problem they weren't prepared to deal with. The more I tried to piece myself together, the more I wondered if I belonged in an asylum instead-especially when the dark, faceless figures following me refused to disappear.

It's hard enough not knowing who or where I am.
It's worse realizing everyone I meet is hiding something.

And the one person who unsettles me most?
A curly-haired boy named Sawyer, who acts like he's keeping the biggest secret of all.