Beneath The Stars

They say memories make a person. But what if you have none?

Five years ago, I woke up with no memory of my past. Alone and longing for a world I had no memory of, I started a new life. But something was missing, something I was desperately craving. I dreamt of three pairs of eyes every night - gold, silver, and onyx. Every day, I felt a pull toward an unknown entity.

One day, I met the three men of my dreams. Literally. The distinct pull stirs between us, and as we spend more time together, we start to unravel the truth of our lives and what has brought us together.

But the truth has been hidden for a reason, and I might find out it was better lost to the stars.