s the stranger, as well as the fact that t

ven't been togethe

into her mind. She remembered Robson's smiling face, the promise of being

panic spreading over her skin, tears stre

hav

ade Sara feel a strange shiver run down he

? Who a

t Tatiana in a silent request. He wanted to tell her himself that they

g to be hard to unde

rmured to herself and, for the first tim

think the world revolved around him. She hated people like that, conceited. His haircut was impeccable, not a strand out of plac

re heading. She also noticed that he had said something to her

What did

married fou

*

wn on your head? This question had been

f her head, the only evidence of the accident she had a month ago. An accident sh

current state, melancholic. Her body had changed too. She had suffered so much for being the only one among her group of friends with a

made a face at the words that came from within. She might look like a mature woman on the outside, but

surprised her too. She preferred the convenience of short hair, just above her shoulders, but

er, even if it was herself. Everything was so confusing, and t

effortful breath as a painful

k to the bed. She lay down and looked

attend to her every need, never leaving her alone for even a second. That bothered her, especially when she wanted to talk to her godmother, and the woman wouldn

g to her. It had been a week since she woke up in that room, with impaired and forgotten memories o

confused, and lo

was discharged from the hospital, he would take her to the apartment where they lived – of which she had no recollection – he left without saying anything else. No words of affe

emembered, she preferred more sensual, cheerful men who showe

ught. That was undeniable, but it didn't change the fact th

d, to a man she couldn't remember, but she was. Besides, the nurse was probably passing on information about everything she saw and heard to Rodr