PART 3 - CHAPTER 140

JESS

The campus felt like a ghost town, and I was the ghost haunting it. Familiar, yet foreign.

It's been a month since I woke up in the hospital with a blank slate where my memories should be.

A whole month, and I still didn't know who I was-at least not in the way that mattered. I didn't remember people. Faces, names, the ones I was supposed to love all of them were missing.

Yet, somehow, I knew I liked salt over sweet, preferred summer to winter, and I could still remember how to solve equations or where the states were on a map.

But faces? They were blurry. Names felt like smoke, slipping through my fingers every time I tried to grab hold.

According to the doctors, the part of my brain that got injured was where I stored memories of people-people I cared about. They kept telling me to stay hopeful, that things might come back, but I wasn't so sure. Every day that passed, it felt like h would never get them back.

College seemed like the only escape from it. Nobody here knew me, at least not personally. I wasn't disappointing anyone by not remembering. I wasn't seeing that flicker of hurt every time I failed to recognize a face.

I'd see it in my parents' eyes, brother Josh's, and even Luke's-

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cold and distant like he'd

hurt more than I expected it

this?" My mom's voice brought me back to the present. She was watching me with the same worried look she'd worn every day

something about it, something that didn't feel

than I felt. "I wrote all the exams. The information's still in my head, so I think I'll catch up fine." I tried to sound positive like I had it all under control. I didn't, but I couldn't let her know

much during the ride, and honestly, I was thankful for that. I wasn't sure I could handle

The rest was still locked away

out to see Luke play one of his football games. I fell, hit my head, and the rest

family, and who my

why I'd been with him. He was the type of guy that would make any

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could charm the devil himself. But when he did talk to me, his

I was a stranger to him now, just like I was to

what Laura had said about us. If any of it was true, why

me, it felt like something in my chest cracked open, and for reasons I couldn't explain, it hurt. I didn't know why- hell, I didn't even know him anymore-but

pulled my bag up to my dorm

remember where my dorm was -how ridiculous is that?-but I found it eventually. Room

the knob like it held all the answers I couldn't remember. This is your room. You don't need to knock, I told myself, but for some reason, I

"Fucking ridiculous," I muttered under

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