The Woman They Tried To Erase

The Woman They Tried To Erase

Celine Egan

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I risked my life daily, fighting monsters to keep our post-apocalyptic community, The Hollow, alive. Yet, they only saw Anna-the gentle, beloved persona inhabiting my body. My brother, Michael, and my former love, Caleb, preferred her, doting on her while ignoring the real me, Sarah. When Project Chimera offered "consciousness integration therapy"-a polite term for erasing me-my own people readily agreed. They celebrated it as Anna's path to freedom, pushing me to sacrifice myself on the very anniversary of my deepest sorrow. I retreated, a silent prisoner. Anna played the helpless victim, effortlessly charming Michael and Caleb, who lavished her with protection. Caleb, my last hope, gave her the tenderness he once reserved for me. "He chose me," Anna's smug triumph echoed in my mind, as my very self began to blur. The betrayal was a gaping wound. How could they discard me, the one who bled for their survival? Was I nothing more than a tool, an inconvenient ghost to be wished away? The agony was so profound, I willed myself into oblivion. But oblivion wasn't the end. Days later, a desperate Chimera needed my unique brain patterns. Forced to resurface, I came face-to-face with him: Ethan Vance, my forgotten childhood love. He wasn't there to erase me. He had orchestrated everything to bring me back-transferring my true self to my original, secretly healed body. My rebirth, stronger than ever, was just beginning.

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I risked my life daily, fighting monsters to keep our post-apocalyptic community, The Hollow, alive.

Yet, they only saw Anna-the gentle, beloved persona inhabiting my body.

My brother, Michael, and my former love, Caleb, preferred her, doting on her while ignoring the real me, Sarah.

When Project Chimera offered "consciousness integration therapy"-a polite term for erasing me-my own people readily agreed.

They celebrated it as Anna's path to freedom, pushing me to sacrifice myself on the very anniversary of my deepest sorrow.

I retreated, a silent prisoner.

Anna played the helpless victim, effortlessly charming Michael and Caleb, who lavished her with protection.

Caleb, my last hope, gave her the tenderness he once reserved for me.

"He chose me," Anna's smug triumph echoed in my mind, as my very self began to blur.

The betrayal was a gaping wound.

How could they discard me, the one who bled for their survival?

Was I nothing more than a tool, an inconvenient ghost to be wished away?

The agony was so profound, I willed myself into oblivion.

But oblivion wasn't the end.

Days later, a desperate Chimera needed my unique brain patterns.

Forced to resurface, I came face-to-face with him: Ethan Vance, my forgotten childhood love.

He wasn't there to erase me.

He had orchestrated everything to bring me back-transferring my true self to my original, secretly healed body.

My rebirth, stronger than ever, was just beginning.

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