"Miss, what do you mean?"
"Mm… I've been thinking, who am I, and where is this?"
The two cops looked deeply at Nathalie; both could see if Nathalie was telling the truth. But the problem now was this girl in front of them without any identity. How could they find Nathalie's family and tell her how she was now?
"Sir, can you help me?" asked Nathalie half pleadingly.
"You'd better get some rest; we'll talk to your doctor about your problem now. And we'll try to help you find your family."
"Thank you very much, sir."
"That's our job, Miss." The two policemen then stood up. "We're going to say goodbye to the doctor first." Nathalie nodded, then lay down, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember who she was.
An hour later after the police informed Nathalie of her memory loss. The docto
