Late chapter as always. Sorry. I hope you enjoy it!

'Resetting... resetting... Everything seems to be resetting.' I thought as I walked behind the older man. 'It's like when you reset a game. But only that I'm the one being reset. Does anyone else know about this? Does anyone else feel the same way? God, I don't know...' The person in front turned back to check on me, then continued walking, as if he knew the way. I knew he didn't. This is my place- my world. My own. How could he know so much about it. The moody clouds shuddered, sending another cold breeze against my face. After that scene that just happened, I don't know how to react anymore... I don't know what to expect! What would anyone expect. I looked around, thinking that something was missing. 'Yes. There were rose bushes all along this path. I remember those clearly.' I blinked slowly, and looked to either side of me. Gone. None were there. Only the plain white of snow, and gray, dim light of the sky. 'Is the sun even out? What time is it?' I questioned myself again. "Oh, it's no use..." I mumbled into my scarf. Antonio turned around again, and tilted his head. 'Cute.'

Wait. Cute? Why was I calling this guy cute?

"What was that, Lovina?" He asked me. His green, crystal-like eyes glimmered, as if he had been renewed.

"Nothing." I answered quickly. "It's nothing..."

I heard him sigh, and he turned back around, continuing to walk. However, his pace was slower than before. "You don't have to slow down for me, idiot."

"Sometimes, it's nicer to slow down."

I scoffed, and found myself scooting closer. "Let me tell you this so you understand it clearly." I began, wanting to give my full opinion on this. "I really don't remember who you are. But you're pretty damn weird. All I want is to get back to the building, and then you can leave me. Okay?"

'But do you really want him to leave you?'

"Whatever you say." He answered back, keeping his gaze, and his stupid smile facing forward. For a guy that just lost the majority of his memory and who is walking with a complete stranger, he sure is cheerful. That's kind of admirable. To other people, but not to me. It suddenly felt ten degrees colder, if that was even possible. It was frosty, snowing, windy, and gray. The deep grayness of the sky felt nice; it always seemed to calm me down. However, this time, it felt a little doting. As if the gray sky were waiting for me to say something, so that it could suddenly turn blue again. Blue, blue, blue, as it should be. I shrugged and folded the ends of my sleeves over my chilly numb fingertips. Nobody said a word. Not a single word, not a single thing was heard besides the whistling wind in my freezing ears. Nothing. To be honest, It made me really uncomfortable. As if I weren't used to the dark and lonely nothing to listen from.

When I was a kid, there wasn't anything to hear. Besides maybe crying and whimpering, from what I remember. There was nothing to feel, besides that line along my back that is starting to tingle now, that I started to think of it... But that's it. It's there, and then it's gone, swept away from me. It makes me nuts. Something happened. I remember it, but at the same time I don't. Or maybe it's just that I don't want to remember it at all. That could just simply be the case. Antonio and I trudged through the iciness, ignoring anything.

I tried to ignore everything. The whole purpose was to ignore everything, make it as if it never even happened. I don't want it to happen. Nobody would ever think about any of this happening. How would you feel, if you heard two names and couldn't recognize which one was your own. It's a terrible feeling! I looked down at my feet. My ankles were freezing. I couldn't even tell that I was moving my feet. My gaze traveled back up to the sky. The beautiful figure was there again. It glistened and glowed. It told me just what I needed to know... it told me to trust what was going on. To trust it. I don't want to trust something that I don't know about. But right now, it seems necessary. For me. And for the group of people here, somehow.

I tried to ignore the tingling on my back. Maybe it meant more than an emotional scar from whatever my past was. I thought and thought and thought to myself that it would leave. I was overjoyed to believe that it wouldn't be there! That the new 'person' this "Roma" in my head, would take that memory and sweep it away from me. Or at least, I begged her to do so. Some things just couldn't be forgotten.

I tried to ignore the strange atmosphere between the Spanish guy and I. I felt like we were supposed to feel comfortable together. At least, Roma, she tried to explain it to me, very slowly. Her words just come out as random murmurs to me. Maybe he is experiencing the same thing. That's why we are both silent and secluded and awkward right now. Antonio was now walking at my side. His eyes looked a little clouded over, as if he were thinking deeply about something. Or listening to someone who was speaking to him. As I do as well. Turning my head back to the front, images flashed in my mind again, and the figure in the clouds frowned deeply. The figure sent wind my way. It brushed back my hair and threatened me dangerously. It took away those figures again. Or maybe I just ignored the figures.

I tried to ignore how empty I was feeling. Or how I currently am feeling. Something belongs there. It belongs inside me, normally and now it feels like it's... gone. Like I'm colder than I ever was, despite the already damn cold weather. "It's really cold out." Antonio said, as if to add on to my worry. This time, I did not ignore it.

"Of course. It's winter." I answered back.

"Then we must be pretty North for it to be this cold, don't you think?" The guy pondered, continuing to speak. I chose not to listen anymore. 'Roma' was speaking to me again, and I didn't want to make her mad. Or, I didn't want to make 'me' mad. If that's even possible.

"Whatever." I answered, after he had finished speaking. "It's cold, we're north. It'll be fine once Spring comes around. Just be patient until then." I ended with a frown. Spring is quite a distance away.

I ignored what else he had to say. It was something that involved the clouds, and an old folktale that he heard about over at his place.

I ignored what Roma had to say as well. I just wanted to focus on myself. To give myself some time to think, after a long time of constantly listening to others.

But I couldn't ignore what I saw in the sky those minutes ago.

Gosh, that was short, wasn't it? Well, it was needed. Tell me what you thought of it! c: Happy Reading~