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

Seraphina touches my forehead, asking if I'm feeling unwell.


Her expression suddenly changes, and she asks anxiously,


"What's wrong? Why didn't you say something earlier?"


She stares at me, her eyes clear, reflecting my image.


Seraphina, being clever, counters with a question.


She reaches out to gently fix my hair, her voice soft.


"I do know him, but if you don't like it, I won't see him anymore."


She speaks so sincerely that I can't tell if it's true or not.


In the evening, Seraphina stands by the couch and turns off the lights.


I look up at her, "Aren't you going to sleep?"


Seraphina chuckles, "I still have work to do, baby."


Seraphina tiptoes to the study.I closed my eyes, tossing and turning on the couch, unable to sleep.


My memory only spans two days, leaving me clueless about everything.


Seraphina hasn't said a word about why I have amnesia.


But given the current situation, it seems I'm slowly recovering.


Yet my heart races, feeling like I've forgotten something important.


After an unknown stretch of time, there's another knock at the door.


It's particularly jarring in the silent night.


I snap my eyes open, and suddenly the knocking stops.


Then comes the sound of the door opening and a man's voice.


I crawl off the couch and open the study door.


Seraphina is nowhere to be seen in the study, but the laptop screen is still lit.


Her phone sits on the desk, its screen also aglow.


The door doesn't muffle sound well. Standing in the living room, I hear a man's voice from the hallway outside.


Seraphina lowers her voice, sounding somewhat impatient.


"But I can't sleep, Seraphina." His voice carried a hint of complaint, "Won't you chat with me for a bit?"


I walked step by step to the door, gently opening it.


The motion-sensor lights in the hallway flickered on, revealing two figures standing outside.


The night had grown cold, yet Gunner wore only a dress shirt, looking as if he'd just gotten off work.


He looked down at Seraphina, enunciating each word.


Gunner waited for a long moment with no response, then nodded in understanding.


He turned to leave, but after a few steps, Seraphina grabbed his arm.


"I've told you, it's not safe to drink at night."


Gunner turned back with a smirk, "Why do you care?"


"You care about me, but what about your Alec?"


He suddenly pointed at me, raising his gaze to meet mine.


Chapter 5