se,” I told her. Her body was shaking terribly. I couldn’t even made out what happened and why there was so much blood. “Elea—” she tried to say but she didn’t finish up. I f

that accident had happened. There had been a change. Mum had woken up. When I had asked her what happened, she said she couldn’t remember any of it. I wasn’t surprised as the doctor had mentioned that she was going to have memory loss of some things. One thing I appreciated was that she didn’t forget she had a daughter. I wouldn’t even know what to do. Today was the day we were moving. Myself and mum were going to the house my new company gave us. Like Margaret said, Pink Moda was willing to invest a fortune in me because of the first impression I gave on Hollywood fashion magazine. They had also been working on increasing my popularity. It was shameful that everything happened so fast. “Is everything complete?” I asked the people that Margaret paid to assist us in carrying our things. “Yes, Miss.” One of the men replied. I then went inside to bring mum with me. “Let’s go, mum.” I said. “Ok, dear.” She slurred out. We then entered the van. The van rumbled as the driver zoomed off. Just as we arrived the building, my phone rang. “Hello?” I called out to the receiver. “Where are you? The shoot's about to start.” It was Margaret. I was sure she was starting to become pissed by my action of not showing up. “I’ll be there soon.” I said. “You better—” she tried to say but I immediately hung up the phone. Mum watched me through where she sat. I smiled back at her so she wouldn’t suspect that anything had gone wrong. The reason why I was with her was that I feared that something might happen if I wasn’t there. Just as the moving agency packed the last item, I escorted mum inside the house. As we got in, I took note of our new apartment. Its walls were painted in mostly white. There were also artifacts and unique paintings there too. I had specially asked the interior designer to reserve a place for her to knit. Oh, she was so going to love this! “Wow, Eleanor. This is so beautiful!” she let out, intensely surprised. “I know, mum. I’m glad you like it.” I voiced out, still leading her inside. “Here is the kitchen.” I told her. The kitchen was the size of our previous house. I knew this was a step forward. “Come with me, mum.” I told her, dragging her hands. I was going to show her the room reser