Summer’s Point of View
“Why do you need to ask? Your memories will eventually come back to you if you just wait.”
He stared at me, his expression gentle yet slightly intense. It was as if he was communicating a range of emotions to me, but I struggled to discern their meaning. Feeling unsure, I averted my eyes and fidgeted with my fingers.
“And what if they won’t come back anymore?”
“Then, it is what it is. Let it be.”
“But Steven, it doesn’t work that way! I want to know and remember everything! I want to atone for my mistakes because I don’t want to upset people anymore.” I was not angry, just overwhelmed by emotions. “I don’t want to be stuck in the shadows forever.” I declared, locking eyes with him.
“Didn’t you claim to remember everything? Was that not the truth?” he asked, his
