"ra, Quinn asked me toe andfort you. She didn''t mean what she said earlier; she just loses her cool sometimes and really hates that about herself."


    ra almost chuckled, but Quinn''s performance was too convincing-it had everyone fooled.


    "ra, I''ve got some free time today. How about we head out for a bit? If you''re trying to piece together your memories by revisiting familiar ces, I can lend a hand. I''ve got a spot in mind that you used to hang out at."


    That actually sounded useful.


    ra didn''t feel like arguing, so she hopped into the car. "Alright, let''s go."


    Ryan quickly slid into the driver''s seat, his smile bing a bit more genuine. "Sure thing."


    He stepped on the gas, and the car slowly rolled away from the Bradford estate.


    ra couldn''t remember anything from her past. As she watched the scenery whiz by outside the window, she felt curious about where Ryan was taking her.


    The car eventually pulled up at a cemetery. It wasn''t the one she''d been to with Dn, but it had the same solemn vibe.


    She got out and gave Ryan a puzzled look.


    Ryan scratched his head. "Grandpa''s buried here. He used to adore you."


    ra felt a sharp pang in her chest, but she couldn''t recall anything beyond that. Ryan hesitated, rubbing his cheek. "I''m not sure if bringing you here is the right call. You cried for ages when Grandpa passed. He pulled you aside in hisst moments and whispered something just to you. None of us heard it. After that, you refused to eat until you fainted. You used to visit here whenever you could." ra felt a throbbing pain in her head as she slowly walked up the path.


    Ryan noticed she still didn''t remember and continued. "When Quinn first came into our family, Grandpa wasn''t her biggest fan. He said she wasn''t really on the up and up. But he was getting on in years and had been on meds for a while. Later, when he found out you jumped in the river for Simon and nearly drowned..."


    He paused for a few seconds. "He just couldn''t take it. Grandpa was heartbroken for you."


    ra''s legs suddenly felt weak. She still couldn''t remember anything, but the overpowering guilt was suffocating. Her head throbbed painfully, and sweat broke out on her back.


    "ra?"


    ra sat down on the nearby steps, rubbing her temples. "I''m not feeling too great. Let me sit for a bit."


    Ryan sat beside her and pulled an orange out of his pocket. "Here, have some."


    ra shook her head. "Keep talking. Maybe it''ll jog my memory."


    Ryan noted ra''s stressful state and hesitated. After all, everyone in the


    Bradford family believed ra had pushed their grandpa over the edge. That was


    why their father had been so distant with her ever since.


    Ryan himself had held a grudge against ra for that.


    ra hadn''t changed afterward. She had continued her antics like a clown,


    making things even more strained with the family.


    ra noticed the pause and looked up at him. "Why''d you stop?"


    "ra, what''s done is done. I''m just worried you can''t handle it. You were... a handful back then. Maybe it''s a blessing you forgot about Simon. You stepped on a lot of toes trying to win him over."