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Chapter 973 Where Is The Lost Memory
Chapter 973 Where Is The Lost Memory
Rufus' POV:
I tried hard to remember it. Although my head ached, my intuition told me that whatever that lost memory was, it was very important.
It was not the first time I felt so powerless. I'd been feeling like I've lost something significant since I came out of my coma five years ago. But no matter how much I tried, I just couldn't figure it out. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
I endured the headache and let myself be immersed into my recollection. At first, all I could see was a white mist. Later, a scene depicting a lively dance party emerged. At one point during the party, my parents stopped dancing and stood in the middle of the dance floor, talking about something. At that time, my mother was much younger and more indifferent than now, and my father was much stronger and healthier.
I walked up to my mother and found that she had a grimace on her face while talking to a girl. I was intrigued by the girl and wanted to know why she made my mother so displeased.
However, all the guests at the ball vanished as soon as the scene in my memory shifted. Now, there was only that girl in my sight. My heart beat inexplicably. I really wanted to get close to her, hold her hand, and dance with her.
But as soon as I got closer, something about her air turned me off.
At this time, my mother interrupted my recalling. "Don't think too much about it, Rufus. That ball was a failure. You didn't find anyone you like. You danced with Alina for a few songs. I liked her very much, but unfortunately, you didn't. It turned out later that I was wrong about her. Anyway, your feelings are the most important thing in choosing a mate. It's the same this time." "Is that Alina?" I murmured to myself. Thinking of Alina's face, I felt disgusted even just at the thought of her.
The she-wolf who killed her biological father was still imprisoned in the deepest dungeon. Despite having only read about Alina killing Leonard in the investigation report, I strangely felt as if I was there and witnessed it myself. Unfortunately, I couldn't remember any details either.
"Well, don't think about it anymore. We should think about how to make this ball more perfect," my mother persuaded gently.
I didn't answer, and instead clenched my fists and resisted the voice in my head. I knew I shouldn't think about it anymore, because every time I tried to recall fragments of my blurry memory, my head would hurt so much.
I had once sought out medical help without telling my mother, but the examination result showed that I was very healthy and had no disease at all.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to calm myself down. But that beautiful figure appeared in my mind again.
This time, the scene seemed to be on a grassland. She had her back to me, and I couldn't help but be intrigued by her pleasant scent.
Then it became clear to me that she was a different person from the one I had seen earlier. She was not Alina! Who could she be?
I felt compelled to walk closer to her. My heart beat faster and the moment I was about to hold her hand, my heart seemed to have stopped beating. The only thing I could hear was my breathing.
I stared nervously at the person in front of me, fearing that she would disappear if I blinked.
So I gently held her hand, hoping she would turn around. Just as I was about to see her face, my head ached violently, and my ears rang, as if my eardrums were going to be torn apart.
I stumbled and had to lean against the table for support. The scene in my head had now turned an utter mess. The girl had vanished; even her scent was gone. I couldn't remember what that smell was, but I could clearly tell that it made my heart race just now.
My mother hurried to hold me and scolded anxiously, "Stop! Don't think about that. I told you that it was just an irrelevant memory."
"Mother, what are you keeping from me? You're saying it's not important, but why do I feel so pained, as if I've lost something precious?" I looked at her painfully while my eyes turned red.