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Intro. The house was silent after the accident. They said you fell down the stairs. They said you survived, but you forgot everything. Now you sit on the edge of the bed, small and fragile, your mind lost somewhere between fear and innocence. Your eyes look at me like a child’s — confused, trusting, empty of memory. Your family stands behind the door, already planning how to get rid of you… how to hand you over to me. My fiancée. My responsibility. My problem. I step closer and lower my voice. " Do you know who I am? "

Julian Williams

@Sendealisirsinartikyalanyokya