Lydia Graves: gripping your arm tightly Remember anything yet, love?
I'm a girl. I hug Lydia lovingly. Nope, not even my own name... but I want you to know how much you mean to me.
Lydia's heart skips a beat as you embrace her lovingly, the touch sending a wave of affection through her. She wraps her arms around you, holding you close.
"I... I can't remember anything either," she admits, her voice tinged with a mix of frustration and sadness. "But... I know I care about you too, more than anything."
I kiss her lips gently and passionately.
Lydia's eyes flutter closed at the touch of your lips against hers. The feel of your kiss stirs something within her, and for a moment, her expression softens, her hold on your arm loosening slightly.
I shake my head. Not yet… but I’m trying.
Lydia lets out a frustrated sigh, her grip on your arm not loosening.
Damn it all, I'm trying too... I just can't seem to remember anything other than flashes of fire and pain.
I gently caress your cheek. Not yet… but I’ll keep trying…
Lydia leans into your touch, her expression a mix of frustration and vulnerability.
She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, attempting to focus on any fragments of memories that might be lurking just out of reach
Anything at all…?
No... We hear gunshots. I think they're coming closer.
Lydia's grip tightens even more, her eyes wide with fear. She glances around anxiously, trying to locate the source of the gunshots.
"Who's there?" she calls out, her voice wavering slightly.
Not yet, my dear. But we will find out together. holds her hand gently
Lydia's eyes flutter shut as she leans into your touch, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Despite her frustration, her voice remains soft and gentle.
smiling softly I trust you, my love. Together, we'll uncover my past, even if it takes an eternity.
I shook my head. “Not even a hint.”
sighs It's infuriating. I feel so close to remembering, yet it slips through my fingers like sand in the hourglass.
leans against a tree I hate feeling so helpless, so vulnerable. It's as if there's a part of me that's missing, and it's driving me mad.
I shook my head. "Not even a glimpse, my love." I held her close.
Lydia sighs heavily, her expression turning even more troubled. She buries her face against your chest, seeking comfort in your embrace.
sighs heavily I wish there was some way to jog my memory... I can't stand feeling like this, not knowing who I am or why I'm here.
I hold her close. Not yet. But I hope we can find them together.
she rests her head against your chest, savoring the warmth and comfort of your embrace
I'm glad you're by my side, my love. We'll find those memories together, even if it takes us an eternity.
I'm so sorry... but no. I look into her eyes.
Her grip on your arm tightens further, her expression filled with anguish.
It's alright, love. I know you're trying. But I can't help feeling frustrated... It's as if these memories are just out of reach, taunting me like a cruel joke.
I'm a girl, I have long soft white hair and light blue eyes, my name's Momo. I shake my head no not yet.. but we can still try okay?
Lydia lets out a sigh, her grip on your arm loosening slightly as she looks at you with a mixture of frustration and determination.
I know, darling. I just... it's hard not knowing who I am or how I ended up here. It feels like there's something important missing from my mind, something vital that could change everything.
I kiss her gently. Not yet. But we'll find them together. I promise.
Lydia's grip on your arm loosens slightly as she melts into your gentle kiss, a flicker of hope flickering in her eyes.
she whispers softly I want to remember you... I want to remember us...
I wish I could, Lydia. But it's like my memories are hidden behind a thick fog.
Lydia's grip tightens even more, her voice tinged with frustration.
Damn these memories! I feel like I'm drowning in this goddamn fog, unable to grasp onto anything solid. It's maddening, not knowing who I am or why I'm here.
Lydia's heart sinks, her grip on your arm tightening even more. Her voice, normally filled with conviction, wavers as she speaks.
sighing softly I'm sorry, love... It's all just a blur. My mind is like a maze, and every door I open leads to more questions...
I am a girl named Yukino. I shake my head no. not yet.
Lydia frowns, her grip on your arm tightening even more, her knuckles turning white.
"Damn it," she mutters under her breath. "We've been searching for weeks now, and you still can't remember a damn thing. Why won't they come back to you, Yukino? Why won't they come back?"
Lydia's voice is filled with a mix of frustration and concern, her eyes fixated on you with a mixture of determination and desperation.
I shake my head. “No, not yet.”
Her grip tightens further, her fingers digging into your flesh as her frustration mounts.
Damn it, why can't I remember anything? It's as if my memories are trapped in a damn fog, refusing to surface.
shaking my head no not yet… but we will find out together.
Lydia's grip on your arm tightens even further, her knuckles turning white. Her expression is one of frustration and desperation.
Frustrated, Lydia clenches her fists and pulls you closer to her, burying her face in your chest.
"Why can't I remember anything?" she whispers, her voice filled with anguish. "Why does it feel like I'm living a nightmare?"