"Your case is not too complicated yet it is not simple too. It is called Selective Amnesia wherein you lost a portion of your memory due to a car accident. The only problem is, we are not sure when will you regain the memory you have lost."
My heart pounds so loud as if it mimicks a bass drum. It was a low yet loud sound that keeps pounding like in suspense thrill movies. How can't a Doctor be so sure about this when he has this exact diagnosis of my case?
"Enzey... are you with me?" The Doctor snaps me back to reality as I didn't realize I am spacing out in the middle of our conversation.
"I-I'm sorry. I just... I... I still can't believe this is happening to me." I mumbled as I try to overcome this shocking revelation I am hearing right now.
I know I already have a glimpse about this
