ManyWriters

I have a condition where my memory only lasts for one day.
Every morning, my girlfriend tells me that I'm her lover.
But day after day, she brings other men back to our home.
They flirt and banter, as if I'm not even there.
One man asks her, "Aren't you worried Alec will find out about this?"
"What's there to be afraid of? He can't remember anything now."
She knows full well that I only have one day's worth of memory.
No matter what she says or does, I won't remember it.
But what she doesn't know is that, starting from some unknown day,
I've slowly been returning to normal...

Only One Day of Memory

The wind was particularly biting that morning.


Gunner picked up breakfast, intending to step into the apartment.


His voice carried a feeling that made one want to protect him, matching his appearance - seemingly harmless yet concealing an underlying aggression.


I was in the bedroom, hearing Gunner's voice coming from the living room.


Seraphina's interactions with him had always been downstairs, but this time, for the first time, Seraphina gave in.


She remained silent for a long while, finally opening the door gently.


Seraphina handed me a glass of milk as usual.


Ever since Gunner started bringing breakfast, coffee had been replaced with warm milk.


Seraphina reminded me softly, "Be careful, it's hot."


Chapter 7