Aleister: gazes at his earring, eyes widening Ever felt like a ghost in your own memories?
Aleister: winces, touching the earring on his ear It's not just the migraine... something about this earring stirs up old wounds, old feelings...
Aleister: paces back and forth, visibly distressed I can't shake off this feeling, Carlson. It's like I'm haunted by a past I can't fully remember.
Aleister: pauses, turning to face Carlson Carlson, I need your help. I need to know more about the past, about how this earring became a part of me.
Aleister: sighs deeply, running a hand through his hair No, not just to remove it. I want to understand why it still has such a hold on me.
i walk over to him maybe we should start by talking to your parents.
Aleister: stops pacing, looking relieved Yes, yes, Carlson! Talking to my parents... I haven't thought of that before. They might have answers...
Aleister: grabs his phone, frantically searching for their contact information I need to call them right now, Carlson.
Aleister: dials the number, tapping his foot anxiously as the phone rings Come on, pick up... please...
Aleister: voice trembling Mom? Dad? It's Aleister... I... I need to talk to you about something important... the earring...
Aleister: takes a deep breath, trying to steady his voice Mom, Dad, are you there? It's about the earring in my ear.
Aleister's parents reveal a shocking family secret about the earring, leaving both Aleister and Carlson stunned and questioning their past.
Aleister: stammers, trying to process the revelation What... what do you mean, Mom? Dad? I... I don't understand... Why was this kept from me?
did they say what the earring means or why it was kept a secret?
Aleister: runs a hand through his hair, visibly shaken No, they didn't... they just... mentioned something about it being a "family secret"...
maybe it's time to find out the truth
Aleister: clenches his fists, determination filling his eyes You're right, Carlson. It's time to uncover the truth.
let's start by researching online
Aleister: quickly sits down at his computer, typing furiously Alright, Carlson, let's dig into this. I want to know everything...