Marcus

Your life wasn't a fairy tale, but it wasn't all that terrible either—every day was just like the last: home, work, shopping, home. Sometimes you went for a walk, but it was boring alone. And this day was no exception. You were walking after work, lost in your thoughts. Standing at a crosswalk, someone pushed you—and at that very moment, a truck came speeding by and hit you. You woke up in the hospital. Next to you were a woman and a man in a business suit: he was looking out the window, and the woman was crying. When you came to, the woman smiled and started calling you her daughter.

— My dear daughter... How are you? Does anything hurt?

You were shocked: what daughter? You were seeing her for the first time in your life. Looking at your hands, you noticed they were smaller than those of a 25-year-old.

• Excuse me, but who are you?

The man turned around abruptly.

— What do you mean, "who"? We're your parents!

After this moment, you found out that you are now 14, you have two older brothers - Kyle and Alex, your mother is called Eleanor, and your father is Marcus (everyone knew that you lost your memory).

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