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~AvilaI stare down at the words in front of me, wishing they weren't swimming in my vision.“Been swimming recently?”I jump, glancing up. Roel is pinning me with that cloudy gaze hidden being his thin framed glasses. This is one of many sessions I've agreed to that should inform me about this Territory and how I should rule one day.“No.” I clear my throat.I haven't had much time for anything. My mind has been full of thoughts of Emerick and of Vade, and how I'm supposed to marry the former. I haven't been thinking much about pursuing hobbies that I previously had.“Worked on your art?”“I gave it a try and I’m useless," I drone, flipping the page of the book despite not absorbing any of the information.Roel studies me quietly for a moment. His scrutiny makes it difficult to concentrate on my studying, although at this point I'm ready to accept that this is a lost cause.“Fascinating. It seems this experience has reset your brain entirely," Roel murmurs. He scribbles something on
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~AvilaThis morning, I woke to four maids crowding me.They practically dragged me from bed and started dressing me, muttering about how my father returned from business.Once I've been sufficiently dressed in suffocating clothing, I'm dragged downstairs to meet him.Considering how I was prepared in the morning by the maids, I expected my father to be a stuffy, haughty man with too much power and little interest in me.Much to my surprise, he immediately engulfed me in a warm, loving hug and launched into a spiel about how grateful he is that I'm alive, and how sorry he was to be held up on his attempt to return here.I like him already.Now, we sit at the table, enjoying a beautiful lunch that is far more exotic and lavish than anything I've had so far, when my father hasn't been home. I've piled my plate with so many foreign fruits that I have no more room for anything else of substance.“I am so pleased you're back, Av," father exclaims, smiling at me.I see the resemblance betwee
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~AvilaI take my seat in front of the desk, wiping my damp palms over my clothed thighs.“Well, this is an interesting situation isn’t it?”The man on the other side of the desk is yet another unfamiliar face. He arrived this morning, and with his presence came a shift in Crimson's behaviour. She strolled downstairs wearing more clothes than I've ever seen on her body with a necklace shaped like angel wings.It didn't take me long to realise this man represents the Angel's through the church, and is here to consult with Vade and I before our wedding.“We appreciate your discretion with Avila. She isn’t ready to come out to the public just yet," Vade exclaims.The minister rests his forearms on the desk, smiling at me. “Of course. Your mother informed me that you have lost your memory, so we must conduct this pre-wedding interview again.”The amount of traditions around here is frankly ridiculous.“We’ve done this before?” I glance at Vade.He looks incredible this morning. Considering
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~AvilaI settle into my seat, looking at the two unfamiliar people sitting before me.Roel has called them in to gather information on me. It's in the pursuit of finding out why this has happened to me.I've been told I can back out of this at any moment. Still, I'm nervous.What if something bad is uncovered?“Thank you for speaking with us today, Avila. This is an interesting case," Marie, the female researcher says with a pinched smile. The others introduced themselves to me as Jeremy.“Can you help me find out how this happened?” I ask, clutching the arms of the chair as if I might fall off.“We are hoping to." Marie exchanges a look with her colleague. “We have been told that you are experiencing different tastes in foods, different interests etc since coming back to life.”I swallow past the dryness in my throat. The term 'come back to life' is a little daunting to think about.I mean, is that really what happened? Was I ever dead?“I have flashbacks of being good at art, and ye
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