Memories That Don't Belong To Me
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The room felt different after Kael’s words.
Not just tense—
Unstable.
Like something invisible had shifted, and there was no going back to how things were before.
“Ancient bloodline…” I repeated softly.
It didn’t sound like me.
It didn’t feel like me.
Everything I had ever known about myself suddenly felt… incomplete.
Like there were pieces missing.
Pieces I was only just beginning to notice.
“That doesn’t make sense,” I said, shaking my head slightly. “I grew up normal. Nothing about me was different.”
Kael didn’t respond immediately.
And that silence—
It made my chest tighten.
“You’re not going to say it, are you?” I asked.
“Say what?”
“That maybe my entire life wasn’t what I thought it was.”
His gaze didn’t leave mine.
“Do you remember everything?” he asked.
The question caught me off guard.
“What do you mean?”
“Your childhood,” he said. “Your early memories. Are they… clear?”
I frowned.
Because—
Now that he said it—
They weren’t.
Not really.
I could remember things.
Faces.
Places.
Moments.
But they felt distant.
Blurry.
Like looking at something through fog.
“I… I don’t know,” I admitted.
Kael stepped closer, his expression more focused now.
“That’s not normal,” he said quietly.
A cold feeling crept into my chest.
“What are you trying to say?”
“That if your power was sealed,” he continued, “then your memories could have been altered too.”
My breath caught.
“That’s not possible.”
“It is,” he said. “If someone wanted to hide what you are… they wouldn’t just suppress your power. They’d make sure you never questioned it.”
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Because deep down—
Something about that felt true.
Too true.
“Why would anyone do that?” I whispered.
Kael didn’t answer immediately.
But when he did—
His voice was lower.
Darker.
“To protect you,” he said.
A pause.
Then—
“Or to control you.”
A chill ran through me.
Before I could respond—
A sudden sharp pain shot through my head.
I gasped, stumbling slightly as my hand flew up to my temple.
“Lira—!”
Kael caught me before I could fall.
The pain wasn’t physical.
Not entirely.
It felt like something forcing its way through—
Pushing past something that had been locked away.
Images flashed through my mind.
Fast.
Broken.
Unclear.
A woman’s voice.
Soft… but urgent.
“Hide her.”
Darkness.
Running.
Fear.
Then—
A pair of glowing eyes watching from the shadows.
Waiting.
My breath came out uneven as the pain faded just as quickly as it had come.
“What was that?” I whispered.
Kael’s grip on my arm tightened slightly.
“Memories,” he said.
My heart pounded.
“But… those aren’t mine.”
He looked at me carefully.
“Yes,” he said quietly.
“They are.”
The words sent a chill through me.
Because if that was true—
Then everything I thought I knew about myself…
Was only part of the story.
And the rest?
Was just starting to come back. 😈🔥
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