Pandora's POV

The only thing I had remembered in recent times was just my name and a certain mate of mine called Derrick. No matter how hard I tried to remember more, nothing else seemed to be coming, and such attempts were usually met with life-staggering pain in my head.

Mrs. Edna had advised me to stop and even though it was hard, I had to listen to her.

I moved into my new apartment yesterday, and I was already looking forward to the new life that I hoped to settle in. I still felt the hollow feeling of loss occasionally.

No matter how hard I tried to get rid...