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What the hell? She dosen't know who are us? 

"W-w-what? Y-you d-don't rem-remember us?" Alice stammered. Rosalie smirked. I gave my best warning glare at her.

"Bella. Sweetie, you don't remember us?" Esme gasped, having hard time to say it. Carlisle stared at her.

She shaked her head. "Do I know you before? Honest, please." 

"Yes." I whispered. 

She sighed, looked at the floor. "I don't remember my life, my rest life. I mean it. All of them. I had a accident. Each time people say their name, I feel familiar. But I still won't remember, besides one boy."

Everyone gasped when she said she had a accident. 

"What you mean? One boy?" Esme asked sweetly. Bella suddenly started at me. And take a deep breath and said under her breath, "Impossible." 

"He looks like you." She pointed to me. "A boy who always haunted me in dreams."

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