Chapter forty three

Lina POV

The snow tonight was heavy as it covered everywhere, without any other choice. I lay down on my bed staring at the ceiling blankly.

A lot of things were going on in my head, especially my meeting with Mandy.

Does it mean, there was a time I lost my memory? Yet I can't seem to remember anything especially meeting sure a bitch. Meeting someone like her even when we were younger shouldn't be forgotten.

Her words were confusing yet contradictorily believable. I wonder whether there is something I'm meant to know I didn't or maybe forgotten which is mostly unbelievable.

What about those contradicting blurry images?

I only remember being close to Matilda who was someone closest to me throughout my childhood days and if by any means, she knew she would tell me.

Pushing away all those confusing thoughts away, I fought myself to close my eyes due I wasn't even feeling sleepy. After trying for some time to catch some sleep all to no avail. I sat up on my bed and came down from the bed,