Just like her heart, which was already shattered to pieces.
She would forget, she must forget...
Again and again, she warned herself in her heart, she would forget him, she would forget, she would forget!
Forgetfulness, like a spell, wrapped around Tara Summer's heart forever more, engraved like a blade, indelible...
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A year later.
Time rushed, the years were like a river.
Time, etched traces and vicissitudes on the faces of the elderly, yet brought maturity and steadiness to the young.
July, marked the beginning of the hot summer, as well as the holiday that students had been eagerly awaiting.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, at Harvard University in Cambridge, Massachusetts State, batch by batch, students were emerging from the grand entrance.
The students had just finished their semester exams, their steps light, everyone seemed to be in a good mood.
