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

As if afraid Gunner might let something slip, Seraphina returned in a flash.


She was carrying soy milk, her breathing slightly hurried.


"Which one would you like to drink today?"


I shook my head, "I don't want any now."


Seraphina paused for a moment, then placed the milk on the table.


"I'll heat it up for you if it gets cold."


She spoke with gentle consideration, but Gunner curled his lip.


He turned his head away irritably, letting out a contemptuous snort.


Seraphina turned to look at him, "You can leave now."


Gunner had been coming around more and more frequently.


I could clearly sense that Seraphina's attitude towards him was gradually improving.


Perhaps Seraphina had always had feelings for him, which is why she could tolerate his repeated appearances.


They used the guise of friendship to act shamelessly in my home.


Chapter 8