CRIMSON LUCA POV
I arose to bed and breath hardly. What kind of dream is that? A woman is walking down the aisle, I held her hand and put a ring on her hand. Is that just a dream?
"What is going on? I keep on being like this since weeks ago."-I mumbled. I drink the water that I place beside my bedside cabinet. The orange chocolate ice cream is a big success. What I notice to Roselyn is her caring side and she always did her best at work. I also notice that I started being relax when she s around. This is the first that I became like this. I knew myself that I forgot everything but like what grandpa said, I am still me and maybe because my instinct is what drives me. But I can still feel that I forgot something that is very important. I wanted to retrieve my memories as soon as possible. I hate walking in a mist of cloud. I have to do something.
"Good morning dude."-Tristan. I smiled.
"I have to talk to you. Is their a faster way to retrieve my me