DOOMED TO OBLIVION

Only her subconscious knew what she was unintentionally trying to protect herself from by messing with her brain. Cyrene would fall asleep at night just to wake up the next day with no memories of what had happened the previous day. It was amnesia, only that her condition was neither getting better nor worst. She was just there doing everything in her power to get by each day. But her boring static life was about to get a little bit interesting as people who never knew she existed started showing interest in her all of a sudden. How is she going to cope with all the attention? Would her complicated health issues let her be a normal young lady again? As they tried to take advantage of her, was she ever going to learn to stand up for herself despite the fact that she barely remembers anything? Doomed To Oblivion will you take through a rollercoaster experience as you dive deeper into the life of Cyrene.

Favour Amaka · Urban

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14 Chs

CHAPTER FOURTEEN: I think I love you Tim.

She had nobody. Not June, she was Jason’s sister. Definitely not Tim. And not Mr. Craig, he was in cohorts with Jason. Just as she thought that everything was starting to go well, everything started going haywire again. It was almost like the good things were starting to slip away from her hands again.

Cyrene continued jogging along the trail and she remembered the first time she met Jason. It was on the same track and he broke her earpiece. The hot professor who happened to live a few blocks from her apartment, and whose sister became her spice of life almost the same period?

Why didn’t she think about it before? They played her. Everyone approached her on purpose. But at the same time, their presence was bringing back her memories.

Her mind drifted over to her repeating dreams. The third faceless person who took her to the building, who was she? She could remember all the faces she saw in her dreams except the girls face. She could be the key to everything.

To be continued

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