The Memories I Erased

I pursued my older sister’s best friend relentlessly for three whole years before she finally agreed to a secret relationship with me. However, after five hidden years together, right as I was preparing to propose, I overheard a conversation between her and her friends. "Your first love is about to return to the country. How do you plan to handle that substitute boyfriend of yours?" "Make sure you have a solid excuse when you break up with him. Don't make it too ugly, or Cora will never forgive you if she finds out her little brother got hurt." After a long silence, she made her decision. "Then I'll just fake amnesia. I'll pretend I forgot the past five years. Since it was a secret relationship, nobody will know." Forgetting actually sounded wonderful. If I forgot, it wouldn't hurt anymore. So that very night, I went to the top hypnotherapist to completely erase my memories of those eight years. Yet, once I truly forgot her, the woman who had always been so cold and distant went completely insane, begging me over and over again to remember her.