I REMEMBER WRONG

I Remember Wrong enters the uncertain territory between memory and truth. Through the fragments of an ordinary life, it follows a girl as familiar rooms, voices, objects, and moments begin to shift under the weight of remembering. What was lived, what was forgotten, and what was quietly invented become difficult to separate. The book does not seek to determine which version is true. Instead, it lingers in the unsettling possibility that memory does not preserve a life, but continually recreates one. And sometimes, the version remembered most vividly is the one that never quite happened.