51.

NATHANIEL'S POV

TWO weeks and a day, that was how long my memory was gone and I was without any flickering image of the past or had had the awareness of who I was, regaining it now had made ni difference as I was still like I was in without my memory, confused without the knowledge of my true identity.

We sat at the pouch smoking and puffing out the smoke mid air, it was the only way I found comfort and with each puff I blew into the air, I could feel my chest become tightened not only with the black toxic smoke but also from emptying me of my worries, and thoughts.

I could feel a thin line of Bitterness cut through my chest, feeling it rush through my nerves to my heart. I glanced sideways wondering if he heard my heartbeats that were beating silently but obviously in pain all through that while.

His look was different from mine, as he had a satisfied look on his face. I could feel the resentment in my heart fade into a different kind of ache as I fought not to rub at the pang i