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Hollow Memories

Ken_Kira
After the events that happened in the Bridge of Memories between Kimberly and Charlotte, one can’t help but wonder why it happened and what truly led to it. They seemed fine, yet Charlotte’s sudden departure left everyone—especially Kimberly—in shock. There was no way she could just leave things unexplained like this. In Hollow Memories, the focus shifts to Charlotte and Kimberly’s fractured relationship. The story pulls back the curtain on the messy, private collapse between them. While the world around them moves forward, they remain trapped in incomplete memories, still searching for answers. Left to pick up the pieces of a breakup that was never as simple as it seemed, Kimberly is haunted by one question: was any of it ever real, or was it all meaningless?
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