HOT HELL

Today, I feel so happy. So fresh. So freaking free! It feels so good to wake up in this comfortable bed. I still can't believe I spent my first night away from the club. It's unbelievably thrilling. Now this is life, and I am going to live it to the fullest. I am not going to let anything weigh me down. Not even Ejay.

I brush my teeth and walk downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for me and my new friend. She has not woken up yet, but I don't want to wake her up. It's not like she has somewhere urgent to go anyway. She told me that she has a fashion and design boutique, and she has trusted employees to run it in case of her absence. She is quite outgoing and has a slightly manageable temper. I saw how her face changed when I told her that I didn't want to talk about my past life. It was like I was refusing her request. It's like she hoped to really help me recover my memory, but I know better than to let my emotions take over. I know what will happen if I don't handle this well