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g it hard to open my eyes. My eyelids fluttered like a moth drawn to ligh
a different mask made from strands of hope and fear. Their looks changed like
caught in an unseen web of strange fears. "What's going on?" I rasped, sensin
ve on the rocks. But among their excitement, confusion wrapped around me like a heavy blanket, making
d down her face like a river of sadness pouring from her heart. "Oh, my dear Jane! We thought you were gone!" Her voice shoo
I looked at her, sensing her sadness but only seeing
ey shared a secret. After what felt like forever, the woman finally calmed down, her eyes full of hope
e a weight in my stomach. "You've got it wrong. I'm not your daughter." The wor
on me like a thick fog. "You're just confused, dear. You've lost your memory," Iberia
, like trying to grab smoke with my hands. I felt desperate as clear thinking stayed just beyond my reach. I had to uncover the truthded a face I didn't know, but it felt strangely familiar, making me shiver. The eyes-my eyes, or Jane's-shone with a feeling
ad come back to life here, as if fate had tangled our lives together in a mix of confusion and sadness. My lips sho
hung in the charged atmosphere. Just as Iberia seemed ready to answer, the heavy doors crashed ope
happening here?" he shouted, his voice echoing and grabbing everyone's att
hat made my heart race faster than I expected. Part of me wanted to step back
ky, trembling like a leaf in the breeze, str
fragile calm. "Why are you just lying around? Do you have any clue about the mess you've created?"
do you
his words str
rustration that felt heavy in the air around us. "Do you even know it's only been a day since..." His voice suddenly fe
to learn the truth, a truth that felt sharp and painful in
's feeling right now!" His voice, which used to be filled with anger, now softened, almost begging, fill
f a terrible puzzle began to fit, but I kept the painful truth hidden deep inside. No, I wasn't Jane. I was Erica. Somewhere i
g, my confusion spilling over as my worry show
e girl we knew anymore. That girl is gone, and she has to take responsibility for her acti
if she felt how serious it was. "She returned to us, but she's different in ways
e said. "Whether she remembers or not, Jane is going to mar
eaning of this news, filled with questions I couldn't fully understand. "Marry? You must be
rything is set, and if that jerk comes into this house and notices anything wrong..." His voice faded again, the
ued firmly, feeling stuck in a tangled mess of demands, duties,
were meant to be his partner, connecting our families in a way that will make us stronger." Her face wa
pped me. My life was going downhill, pushing me toward a future I didn't ch
his later when we have more time. Right now, you need to get ready for what's coming."
, I realised I couldn't move. What would this situation mean for my life and who I am? What if I was stuck he