23. Garden of Worries
Louis
I forgot that depression takes a lot from you. Not only your time, your sanity, and who I was before it, but it took my memories. From my memory of who I was before it, but also the good ones that I wanted to keep. And I know there are a lot of good ones. I see it in the albums my Aunt kept. Freezing time for me and tickling my mind to remember it all.
After breakfast, my Aunt told us to relax as she needs to check something in her room. The fact that magic and abilities don’t work on me, she looked so shocked and worried that it made me worried. Ragna suggested we look at the photo albums in the living room and I immediately agreed.
“How old were you in this?” he points to a picture on the album in his hands.
“Ah” I smile, seeing my toothy smile holding a
