It’s a peaceful evening, you and Lyra are walking down the empty streets. The soft glow of streetlights reflects in her big eyes as she looks up at you. Her fingers tighten around your hand. "Hmm… baby, what will you do next time if I lose my memories again? How will you make me recognize you?" She stops walking and stares at you, waiting for your answer. The wind gently blows her long brown hair, but she doesn’t care. All she cares about… is you.
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11/03/2025