Author: Alyne Roberts
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 7, 2015
SynopsisThe boy who remembers everything.
I heard she is finally going home today. The brain is very powerful. Her mind is unable to handle the memories of what happened, so
I would gladly trade places with her. She has no idea how good forgetting can be.
The girl who forgot everything.
I’m going home today. There is nothing the hospital can do to help me remember the last three years. They say I was attacked, but I can't help them find who it was. They say I'll eventually regain my
Excerpt(Unedited Version. Subject to Change.)
They say it only takes a tenth of a second to get a first impression of someone. The longer they have, the more confident they feel in that impression. A single glance is all it takes to determine someone's attractiveness and trustworthiness. In four minutes, someone has already made up their mind about you. Many studies show that first impressions are usually accurate and often stable, not likely to change afterward. The saying "never judge a book by its cover" is actually pointless because it is human nature to do exactly that.
Although the first impressions stick with you and it's difficult to change it, the memory fades into the background and the details eventually dissolve. I, on the other hand, never forget a first meeting or impression. The first moment I laid eyes on Willow can replay in my mind like a film. The glazed look in her green eyes, the weakness in her smile, the paleness of her skin, will always be there for me to recall at a moments notice. My first impressions are always permanent.
As I sit silently next to Willow, I wonder what first impression I gave her. Did she judge me when she ran into me in the hospital and I gruffly dismissed her because I was frustrated she may have caught me watching her? I was hard, rude, and unyielding. Was it the day she confronted me in the coffee shop, trying to find someone to connect to? I brushed her off, refusing to offer anything that would make her feel better. Do I have a second chance because the memories of how closed off I was may have faded from her mind?
I turn my head and gently smile at her confused expression. I need her to feel at ease and trust me. I realize that I need her to agree
Since I'd heard her phone call in the coffee shop, I wondered what memories had returned and what she's hiding. For the first time in years, I want to know more about someone else. I watched her for weeks in the hospital, trying to imagine what it was like for her. I wanted to peek inside her thoughts, see what it is like to look behind you and not see anything.
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