Prologue
Some say dreams are just echoes of our memories—faded reflections from a world we barely understand. But what if… a dream was more than that?
What if, in the depth of your sleep,
you met someone who felt more real than anything you’ve ever known?
That’s what happened to me.
Three nights.
Three dreams.
And one person who changed everything.
I didn’t know his name at first.
I didn’t even know myself.
All I had was a feeling—warm, haunting, and familiar.
They say forgetting is a mercy.
But what if remembering is the only way to know who you truly are?
This is the story of the three nights before I forgot him.
Or maybe… the three nights before I lost myself.
