Wealthy and beautiful Angela thinks no one will ever know about her dark, terrible past. Being thrown out by her stepdad and having no place to go, she is forced to do things for survival. "After developing an application which made her rich, she becomes a popular figure; of course, everyone wants a piece of the pie, even the person who hates you the most. "Angela never for a moment thought someone would threaten to expose her. Now she's being given the alternative

You will do as I say or pay the price. Her past has reared its ugly head. Angela has to find the blackmailer and deal with him by whatever means. Run Angela screamed Jessica as Angela sprinted through the woods with wind bustling through the branches of the trees, making the leaves howl in their symphony. 

Running along the gravel path in the woods makes her realize how intricate the clash between weather and nature can be. Two natural forces are both in harmony and constantly fighting. The rain would come down any second; its distinct smell filled the air. Plush, intertwining clouds pushed their grey front towards where I stood. 

The trees continued protesting against the wind as it blew their seeds. Maple seeds twirled down, only to get stuck on my clothes and in the creek. 

Angela stopped by the edge of the river; she placed a hand on her chest, her heart wouldn't stop raging against her rib cage, and she fought to keep silent a small whimper. Her heart was so loud she feared it would give her away; it was so loud in her ears; she thought the creature that used to be someone she once trusted would hear it and tear it from her.

"Who is there? She screamed, looking back, hearing footsteps getting closer. Until she stopped and looked back, there stood a man with a mask, holding a knife; who was this person? Being diagnosed with anterograde amnesia made her unable to create new memories; her past kept haunting her. is it the same person who is always killing her in her dreams?



Anterogradè

"What are you telling me? How did I raise an idiot like you? I had known you had something to do with the disappearance of Nicole's son; what idea was it to get rid of the body?" 


As Jack stood by the kitchen sink, Angela's dad's sleeves were rolled up till by his elbows. Do you realize everything I worked so hard for would be all for nothing? When they convict you, you won't see the light of day again. 


Mr. Fox ran his hand over his beard, thinking as he paced up and down, "So you were not driving?" 


Jack shook his head; Rick was driving; Jack nodded, "you still never told me whose idea it was to dispose of the body." Jack looked down, "Mine, dad." 


Mr. Fox then walked calmly behind Jack, suddenly placed his arm over his neck, and started to choke. "dammit, you are a bigger idiot than I thought you were. 


Mrs. Fox placed her hand over his shoulder. 


Chapter 6 Confession of Nicoles disappearance