secondhand memories: the novel

an on-going serial cell phone novel in English. a simple story about a high school love. one loses their memories.

Chapter 143

As usual, the hospital was quiet.

Patients slowly wandered through the halls, like lost spirits. There were exchanges of brief and polite nods, little reminders that there was still a kind of humanity and soul. Without these slight gestures, I might as well have been in purgatory.

The cake in my arms felt like I was on a procession down the long halls.

Eventually I got to her room. The same as usual. It never changed.

I paused at the door with my palms pressed up against it, wondering if I would walk in to see Aoi smiling at me to tell me it was just a long dream.

A long and nasty dream.

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