My Amnesia Is Fake, but Their Lies Are Real
I got into a car accident on my way to celebrate my daughter, Anna Chapman's birthday.
When I wake up, I stare at my family, who has my bed surrounded. Then, I decide to crack a joke.
"Sorry, but who are you people?"
I do my best to suppress my smile as I look forward to how my family will comfort me now that I'm "amnesiac".
Will my dad and my wife hold my hands out of heartbreak? Or will Anna rush over to hug me while crying for me?
What I don't expect is that my family actually heaves sighs of relief after their initial shock.
My dad is the first one to speak up, his tone tinged with relief.
"It's a good thing that you've forgotten about your past. The truth is, you're the adopted son of the Gray family. Calvin is the actual heir of the Grays."
My wife, Yvonne Stewart, points at me while telling Anna, "You should address him as Uncle Damian."
Before I can recover from my shock, I see Anna, who I've risked my life to protect, run into Calvin Gray, the fake heir's arms.
"Daddy, I was out having fun the whole day! Oh, I've missed you so much!"
It turns out that my family wants nothing more than for me to lose my memories.
In that case, I might as well abandon everything that's fake in my life.