Chapter: 17

Alexander.

I rush to the room the girl is occupying. Lost her memory? I think, how could she have lost her memory?

And then I remember the gash on her head.

Years ago when I was still schooling I had learned that when one gets an injury on the head such as a nasty hit, or a deep cut, they would sometimes lose their memory. I didn’t know the name they gave to that condition, but I had been fascinated upon hearing that. I have to admit that I hadn’t given it much thought after that day because it never came up in my life. The girl had clearly been swept down by the river, and I knew that there was a region in the Genecy which was littered with heavy rocks. The cut must’ve come from her hitting her head on one of the rocks. Maybe it had been multiple rocks. Her dress had been tattered, so I believe it was the latter.

I feel so bad for the girl. I can’t imagine losing my memory like that. She must be so frightened after waking up in a strange place with no recollection of who or what she w