Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140424024546/@comment-24296957-20140603002059

Triste nodded. She knew Tanner was right, and she was thankful she couldn't remember like others. But she had scars to prove her past. That was her memory.

She continued to pick at her plate, leaning on Tanner now. If it was one thing, she sure enjoyed his as a resting place.

"But how? How do I forget when I haven't come to forgive myself yet, love?"