She was now alone in her apartment. Same as she was six years ago, but a presence was missing, something that she knew, but had forgotten.
A feeling of emptiness had wailed her heart, a feeling of something that she knew was missing from her life.
Suddenly, there came a knock on her door.
Conceivably it could be anyone she met, the newspaper man, the mail man, or an old lady lady at the flower shop with the bouquet of flowers, so she opened it, warily and peeked outside.
It was the newspaper man as she had guessed, with today's newspaper.
However, why did it feel like she was expecting someone else?
Why did she get disappointed upon seeing that it was just the newspaper man.
Placing the gray sheets of rough papers on the tea table, on top of many rough papers, somehow she noticed the grocery list, reminding her that there were none at her home right now.
However, what she didn't notice was the Polaroid photo of her and Gray under the newspaper she just placed, erased from her memories and long forgotten.
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Forgotten
FanfictionWas there a yesterday? She doesn't know but since she was alive, she must have lived it. Will there be a tomorrow? She wasn't looking forward to it because she won't remember it anyways.
