My Amnesia Was A Lie

I got into a car accident and landed in the hospital. Suddenly, I felt like teasing my boyfriend.

Who are you?

Watching Leo’s face freeze, I was about to burst out laughing.

But Leo suddenly pointed at his best friend, Asher. I’m your boyfriend’s friend. He is your boyfriend, Asher.

My expression stiffened.

Asher, however, stepped forward. “Yes, I’m your boyfriend.”

I forced a smile. “Then take me home.”

Asher took me home.

He said I’d been living here all along.

I looked around the place, devoid of any personal touches of my own, and, playing along, nodded like a blind person.

I slept in his bed for a while, then went out to get some water, only to hear voices from a FaceTime call in the living room.

“Asher, do me a solid, pretend to be Aurora’s boyfriend for a bit.”

“Aren’t you afraid she’ll suddenly get her memory back?”

“If she gets her memory back and gets angry, I’ll just win her over. She loves me so much, she wouldn’t really leave me. It’s just… I’m a bit tired of things between us, from way back then until now. This is a good chance to catch my breath and have some fun out there.”

“So, you and Camilla are really hooking up, huh? You just want to take advantage of this to be with her.”

“You know me, but I definitely love Aurora more. Keep Aurora safe with you during this time, and don’t try anything with her. But between us brothers, you’re the one I trust most. You always seemed to dislike Aurora anyway.”

My bare feet retreated, then I deliberately made a noise opening the bedroom door, before walking towards the living room again.

Hearing the sound, Asher quickly ended the call and stood up.

“The floor’s cold, why aren’t you wearing shoes?”

Asher quickly came over, scooped me up, and placed me on the sofa.

“I’m thirsty.”

I said, still a bit disoriented, searching for where the water might be.

“I’ll get it for you.”

Asher walked to the water dispenser and poured me a glass.

He sat beside me, looking at me. “Are you uncomfortable anywhere else?”

I drank the water and shook my head.

He reached up, smoothed my messy hair, and leaned in to kiss my forehead.

My eyes widened slightly. I’d just heard Leo tell him not to touch me.

And I’d also thought Asher hated me.

But now…

When he leaned in to kiss my lips.

I turned my head away.

He casually stroked my face. “You don’t remember, we’ll take it slow. You’ll get used to me again.”

It seemed Asher was playing his brother, too.

2　　

Asher brought me to a private room, which was already buzzing with activity.

A bunch of privileged guys from the city’s elite crowd, upon seeing me, fell into a synchronized silence, all looking at Leo.

“Oh, Aurora’s here! Do you remember me? I’m Camilla, your college roommate!” Camilla, sitting next to Leo, greeted me.

Asher led me to a seat. I looked at her and shook my head. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, we can just get reacquainted.”

Camilla said, hooking her arm through Leo’s and leaning intimately against his shoulder.

This former college roommate, now friend, thinking I had amnesia, leaned on Leo as if to declare her claim, a hidden smugness in her eyes.

Leo, too, seemed to enjoy the perverse thrill of being so intimate with another woman right in front of me.

“Yeah, that’s right! Both your best friends’ boyfriends are in this circle, how great is that?”

“You can hang out together often. Amnesia or not, it won’t make a difference.”

The other friends exchanged knowing glances and comments, as if savoring a sick thrill in watching someone get publicly humiliated.

They continued with their game.

Leo and Camilla played a game that involved them eating from the same snack, their faces getting closer and closer.

“Kiss! Kiss!”

The crowd cheered them on.

In that atmosphere, Leo and Camilla shared a deep kiss.

Afterward, Camilla shyly leaned into Leo’s embrace, secretly glancing at me with triumph.

Leo, too, looked pleased as he held Camilla close.

Then, I lost the game and faced a dare: pick someone to kiss for thirty seconds.

Everyone fell silent, looking at me.

Curious who I would pick?

Would I still instinctively choose Leo?

Leo seemed a bit nervous, avoiding my gaze.

He apparently didn’t want me to have an instinctive reaction so soon.

Asher, sitting beside me, also tensed.

I said with a smile, “Of course, I’ll pick my boyfriend.”