The room was quiet now, the tension from the past events fading as Cynthia stood, her mind clear for the first time in what felt like forever. She took a deep breath, her fingers lightly touching her temple, as if trying to make sense of the flood of memories that had suddenly returned.
"I remember... everything," she said, her voice steady but filled with awe. She turned to Prometheus, her eyes gleaming with a newfound certainty. "I remember who I am. I'm not just someone lost in the past anymore. I was the proud CEO of AeroGallacianSpace—the one who led the charge in space exploration. I remember my vision for the future, the ambition I had to change the world."
Prometheus, still standing beside her, watched her with growing understanding. "You... remember being confident and proud CEO of this company of yours?" His voice was soft, trying to process the weight of her words.
Cynthia nodded, her confidence surging. "Yes. I remember leading the company, making decisions that changed the course of space technology. I remember the team I built, the dreams I had to reach for the stars, quite literally. I wasn't just a leader in name—I was the one who pushed everyone to achieve the impossible. I believed in what we could accomplish, and that belief drove me."
Her gaze softened as she spoke, her mind reflecting on the strength that had once defined her. "I know now that I wasn't just a visionary for space. I was the driving force behind it all."
Prometheus stepped closer, his voice sincere. "And you still are, Cynthia. You haven't lost that."
Cynthia smiled at him, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "Thank you. For helping me remember. I may have lost my memory, but the vision and the strength to lead are still inside me. They were never really gone."
Prometheus looked at her with respect. "You're more than just the leader of AeroGallacianSpace. You're the heart of everything it stands for."
Cynthia nodded, the weight of her past no longer a burden, but a foundation to build upon. "I have a lot of work to do—there's so much to reclaim, so much to rebuild. But now, I can face it. With confidence, with strength, and with a clear mind."
She turned toward the horizon, as though envisioning the future she had once seen so clearly before everything changed. "The journey isn't over yet. But now I'm ready for whatever comes next."
Prometheus stood beside her, silent but resolute. Whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together. For the first time in a long while, Cynthia felt like herself again—whole, confident, and ready to lead.