Chapter 13
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Lucas opened the messaging app, not expecting to stumble upon evidence that would make his blood boil.
It was a chat log between Yvonne and Celia, along with a private post that Yvonne had made nine days ago that only Celia could
see. The words were sharp, cutting, and designed to provoke. Lucas‘ grip on the phone tightened, his eyes blazing with anger.
He had never asked Yvonne to do anything like this.
He furiously took screenshots of everything and sent them to Yvonne, adding a single, damning question, “You said you only met
her twice and had no other contact. Then what is this?”
There was no immediate response–she was likely still on her flight.
It was a long while before her reply came through, and when it did, it came in the form of a video.
In the video, Yvonne opened the screenshots he had sent, but the images appeared blank.
“There’s nothing here,” she said, her voice laced with confusion.
Lucas stared at the screen, stunned.
Refusing to believe it, he resent the images, but the result was the same: blank.
He tried every method he could think of to retrieve the data, but nothing worked.
Eventually, he came to a chilling realization: the events of those seven days, the memories of Celia’s existence during that time,
could only be seen and remembered by him.
A wave of helplessness crashed over him. How could this be?
Why was he the only one who remembered?
Lucas descended into madness.
Obsessed with proving the reality of those seven days, he tested theory after theory, desperately seeking confirmation. It became
an endless cycle of frustration and disbelief.
For a brief moment, he regained clarity after learning
