ALINA
When I arrived home, Nana Mena was in the living room, tending the indoor plants. She immediately put down the spray she was holding and met me with happiness on her face. "I heard Alessandro had finally woken up. Thank God. I will cook something for lunch to bring for him and you to the hospital, so do you want something special—are you okay? You don't look fine to me." She asked as worry crossed her eyes.
"I'm tired, Nana." I let out a weak sigh with my shoulders sagging to my chest. "Alessandro doesn't remember me." My lower lip trembled again and biting it helped me curb down my emotion.
She looked confused but then shook her head. "It won't take long for Alessandro to remember everything, Figlia. It must be because of his accident. Do not upset yourself with this too much. I
