One afternoon, Nefertari and Lucy decided to take Layla back to the banana forest, hoping that another visit might trigger more memories. As they walked through the familiar paths, Layla felt a mix of hope and apprehension.
"This place holds so many memories for us," Nefertari said gently. "I'm sure it will help you remember."
Layla nodded, though her headache had already begun to build. "I hope so. I'm so tired of feeling lost."
As they reached the clearing, Layla paused, a look of concentration on her face. "I remember being here with you before. We were talking about our dreams and hopes."
Lucy smiled encouragingly. "That's right. You're doing great, Layla."
But as Layla tried to delve deeper into her memories, the headache intensified, becoming almost unbearable. She winced, rubbing her temples. "It's so hard. Everything's so fuzzy."
