I don’t remember my name.
I don’t remember my family.
I don’t remember who I was before I opened my eyes in a room that smelled faintly of roses and rain.
The first thing I saw was him.
A man sitting beside my bed.
I don’t remember my name.
I don’t remember my family.
I don’t remember who I was before I opened my eyes in a room that smelled faintly of roses and rain.
The first thing I saw was him.
A man sitting beside my bed.