Kiera’s POV
How can I not remember so much? I don’t remember anything. Not who I am, not where I am from, nothing. Not even a faint childhood familiarity. Hunter has been great though. A little over-bearing at times. Well, most of the time. He hasn’t hardly given me a minutes peace. The voice in my head says he is safe. I don’t even know the voice in my head. She says we are close. She says everyone around me has a voice in their head. That its natural. I do plan to ask if Hunter has one too.
“It is okay Kiera, my voice is as much a part of you and your arm or your hand.” The voice says to me softly.
“Then why can’t I remember you? Who I am? Anything? Why?” I start sobbing out loud. This happens a lot. I can’t seem to keep it together.
“It’s okay. Have you thought about maybe just s
