Tristan

When I woke up, nothing felt the same.

Flashes of sights and visions rang clearly in my mind. I could visualize it even hours later, feeling every emotion. Snippets of days on end passing by and it was so similar to my actual memories yet so DIFFERENT.

I saw the same events of our anniversary play out differently. After spilling the wine she refused to apologize. How I bitterly pulled Alyn away angrily blaming Valerie.

Then more months passed, my constant indifference towards ...