Chapter Twenty-Six

"Turner!” That name echoed in Ryan’s mind as he retreated to his room.

It was like a distant bell ringing, it sounded familiar but still distant.

The more he thought about it, the more elusive the memories became.

Turner was a cipher from his past, a name that danced on the edges of his recollection.

Lying on his bed, the weight of curiosity pressed upon him. He longed to unravel the enigma of Turner and uncover the secrets it held.

The name acted as a key, but the door it could open remained hidden.

Ryan knew that his identity was fragmented, like a jigsaw puzzle waiting to be assembled. But Turner?

Deep in thought, Ryan wrestled with his desire to grasp the significance of Turner's name. Who was this person, and what was the role they played in his life?

“Why does the name sound familiar? I don’t even know him.” He hissed.

Each moment felt like an eternity as he tried to connect the dots.

Before he knew it, sleep enveloped him, leading him into a realm of dreams.

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