Prologue

Prologue

"I'll be back tomorrow, just call me when you need anything."

I nodded without looking at him. He was about to kiss my cheek but I averted my face immediately.

He sighed.

I remained in my position until he reached the door. He faced me then he uttered his "I love you..." He stops, anticipating my response.

I didn't say anything in return and just turn my gaze towards the window until he finally leave.

Minutes later, I decided to get up from my bed. Then, carefully walk towards the door

locked it. When I finally secured that no one would enter the room, I walk quickly to the bed and then get the phone that was hidden underneath the pillow.

Moving at a fast pace, I dialed the number of the person who will help me leave this place. It only takes a few rings before the person answered the call.

"I'm ready where are you?"

"I'm on my way. Are you sure he finally leave?"

"Yeah, he told me that he will come back tomorrow," I respond as I change my clothes. Then proceed to pack my things.

"Don't you think it's better to ask him first before leaving?"

"No way! I won't do that." I stop fixing my bag because of anger. "You know I don't trust him. I ask many questions but he always finds ways to avoid them. He can't even tell me about my parents or if I have siblings. He didn't tell me what are the reasons why I got into an accident and I feel that he is hiding something from me."

"Auva I think you're being reckless? What if he has reasons that's why he doesn't answer your questions."

My brows creased. "Reasons? Like what?!" I didn't hear any response. "See! You also don't know whatever reasons he may have! I also notice how preoccupied his mind was. It's like he was worried about someone. He told me that he's my husband but why don't we have any proof of marriage, a ring?! Who would believe that it got pawned? He just won't admit that he's lying."

"Yeah, You're right..."

I suddenly heard a small noise coming from the door so I stop for a while. Then proceed to ignore it thinking it was just the janitor of the hospital because the noise vanished shortly.

"I've been thinking... What if he's an abusive boyfriend that's why I got into an accident while running away from him? What if he just told me that I'm his wife so that I can't escape him anymore? What if my life is in danger?!" My hands trembled just thinking of it.

"Sshh... Calm down Auva... I won't let that happen. Okay, I'm already here. I'll just park the car, just wait for me there."

"Yeah. Thank you," I let out a sigh before ending the call and turning off my phone.

I look at my reflection on my phone. My face looks so stressed. I should be happy from now on. This is the best thing to do for both of us.

I sighed.

My eyes roamed the room as I reminisce about the first time I woke up here.

His eyes are the first thing that I saw as I open my eyes. He looks so happy yet looks very tired but it doesn't hide his handsomeness. I remember how panicked he was while calling the doctors. And when the doctors confirmed that I was fine that's when he feel relieved.

Though he seems to look good and nice, I don't trust him at that time. And as of now, I still doubt him that's why I am leaving.

But I'm still thankful that he took care of me and he always understand me especially when I'm angry. 

I know, my decision will be good for us. I don't know if he's telling me the truth but I'm sure that I'm not the only one who needs to be cared for by him.

Leaving him will make him have time to take care of whoever that person is. 

I walk to the bed and then gently place the letter I made yesterday night. It has words that I can't tell him in person.

Next, I walk towards the big painting that was on the corner of this room. I remember because of this, I was able to be happy for the first time after I woke up from the accident.

This is also the first thing that we do together without arguing with each other. I just felt the calmness and happiness while doing this.

That is also the time I realize that I have a talent for painting. I didn't notice that I am smiling by just remembering it.

I heard someone knocks on the door so I moved toward it and open it. 

"Let's go?"

I nodded as I get my things and then leave the room.

We're quietly walking when suddenly something caught my attention. I saw two people, I think they are married.

They are looking into the window of the room, whispering at each other while smiling. I notice the woman is wearing the hospital gown while her husband is holding her waist.

I stop from walking, I don't know why I got curious about the thing they are looking for.

When I finally get there, I was amazed by what I saw. This is a nursery room.

I saw a lot of babies peacefully sleeping.

They look so cute!

I continue watching them but I didn't notice that my friends are on my side now. They just quietly watch the babies so I do the same thing.

Minutes later from watching the babies, I suddenly felt something. I felt like my heart is aching.

It feels like I am longing for someone. It's like whoever that person is, I want to hug and kiss him or her. Do I have a younger sibling that I miss a lot? Or these babies remind me of my parents.

And I questioned myself. If do they miss me also? Are they worried about me? Do they still love me?

Looking at the babies makes me realize something. Just like them, I still need genuine love. I need the love of my family and friends. Just like them, I still need to be cared for. I'm still innocent of this world.

But I questioned myself, how come I'm here if I have the love that I want? Does it mean that I'm not happy with where I came from?

Do I still need my family? I have lots of questions to myself that I can't answer because of this amnesia I got.

I was back from my senses when someone offered me a tissue. I get it then I wiped the tears that I didn't notice falling on my face. 

I got curious if who is the person who gave me this. I thought it was my friend but they still focused on watching the babies. So I look to my left then I saw a man wearing a hoodie. 

I can't see his face because of the hoodie but I know he is handsome by just looking at his body. He has these perfectly defined muscles that I know can get from exercising. He's also tall and has an aura from a wealthy family.

"Thank you..." I said to him. I almost forgot to do it because I was busy looking at him. 

He just nods and then proceeds to watch the babies in the room. So I do the same. But I lost my focus when I heard someone cry. My immediate response was to look at my left side where the man who gave me the tissue is standing.

My speculation is true, he is crying. But before I even gave him the tissue in my hand, he quickly walk away. Living me confused.

Until we finally leave the hospital, the man never leaves my mind. There's something about him that makes me think of him.

It's just that I don't know what that thing is. And the more I think of that thing makes I feel that I shouldn't leave that place. 

But it's too late because I already decided to start my new life here in my home, the place where should I be. The place I know I can pick up my lost memories.