Andrea
“Where is he going?” I asked. I felt bad. I obviously hurt him, but honestly, it’s not my fault. Who would want to lose their memory? A monster would, because this is the worst thing that I could imagine happening, short of dying. I kept looking at the door for the handsome man to come back through. I wanted him to come back. He felt like someone I could talk to, someone that was meant to be here with me right now, someone that could help me remember. His green eyes looked so pained and I wanted to take away the pain, I mean, anyone with a heart would want to, right?
“He needs time to get his thoughts straight Andy. He’s been through a lot. I mean, you have too, but he’s feeling the brunt of it right now.” The doctor said. I looked over at him and then back at the other two people
