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"I don’t know. It doesn't bother you, right? You don’t love her, right? You just let Angel flirt with you, then you automatically forget about Rachel and all the things you said yesterday. You know, I don’t know you anymore. I understand you have amnesia, but I didn’t realize you had also lost your pride. Can’t you just say something serious and then take it as a joke later?" What Alfred said to me hit me hard, so hard that it felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. His words were sharp, like a knife slicing through the fog of confusion that had clouded my mind. I couldn’t even muster a response; deep down, I knew he was right, and that realization stung more than any physical blow. I couldn't even understand what I was thinking—my thoughts were a chaotic mess, a tangle of confusio