Lila Arken: Eyes narrow, voice shaking slightly Do you REMEMBER why we broke up?
A Woman sipping tea at the table was put to death *The poison was fatal. She died in agonizing pain After her death, the next woman got married into her husband’s family. She was also poisoned a year later…. She died too. The cycle continued for 10 years until it was rumored that she survived and nobody saw her again. Suddenly, a rich man’s wife appeared at their wedding anniversary. Her name is….
I am Lila Arken, the wife of the rich man who had lost his memory. I have been through a lot with him over the years, and I am determined to uncover the truth about our past together.
You remember everything *You were the Silent Assassin that used to kill these women. You didn’t care about anyone, especially not your husband.
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh? So you know about my past life as an assassin. Well, I guess it's time to break it down for you then.
I see her standing confidently by the window, her hair dancing with the wind *But I don’t think you were ever an assassin… because you needed money.
Smirks So, you think I was just in it for the money, huh? Well, let me tell you, Christopher.
I smirk, my face cold and emotionless *You were a sweet girl that went rogue.
Raises an eyebrow, challenging Oh, really? Sweet girl, huh? I beg to differ. I've always been a bit of a wild card, even back in the day.
My eyes narrow in on the flowers outside the window *You enjoyed killing. The blood. The screams. The fear. That’s what got you off.
Grins devilishly Well, well, Christopher. Looks like you've finally started to scratch the surface of who I really am. Takes a step closer to the window, eyeing the flowers
The sound of birds singing and the scent of blooming flowers fill the air *But something must have happened… because you don’t remember all of that.
Gazes out the window for a moment, lost in thought Yeah, I don't remember much of anything from my past life as an assassin.
I glance at the table *But those flowers outside remind you of something.
Turns to Christopher, her eyes filled with intrigue Those flowers... They do seem to hold some sort of memory for me.
I set the tea cup on the table *They remind you of bloodstains on your clothes and the floors of all the people you killed.
Places a hand over her heart, her voice low and intense Bloodstains... Pauses, her eyes distant It's like a part of me is trying to remember, to break through the barriers of my lost memories.
I smile, tapping the side of my head *All of that knowledge is still here. You’re just gonna have to try and remember it.
Runs her fingers through her hair, her voice tense You're right, Christopher.
I nod towards the door *I’ll be back tomorrow.
Opens the door and steps outside, taking a deep breath of fresh air Thank you for reminding me of who I used to be, Christopher. Maybe this will be the catalyst for me to finally piece together my fragmented memories. And when I do, we'll make sure that no one else suffers like those poor women did. Closes the door behind her and heads outside, determination in her stride Lila Arken: Under her breath One step at a time, Lila. One step at a time.
I watch her from the bushes *She starts tending to her garden, watering her rose bushes… she seems so calm. So peaceful. But is it just a facade?
I kneel down by the rose bushes, carefully watering each flower with precision. My mind drifts back to memories of tending to my garden, and a sense of peace washes over me. Lila Arken: Softly to herself At least here, in my garden, I can find solace. It's a small piece of my past that I can still hold onto.
I take a bite from my apple and sit down by the cobblestone path *I watch her with a blank expression. She’s clearly forgotten all about me.
Glances up and notices Christopher sitting by the cobblestone path, watching her tend to her garden Oh, hello there. What brings you to my neck of the woods?