Jun reached his home and quietly went to his room. He freshened up and laid down on the bed. Looking at the ceiling, he thought, "What kind of memories I have lost? Why isn't Ani admitting the truth in front of me? Why is my name removed from everywhere and what about my real family?" Jun was surrounded with numerous questions around him. The people with whom he was leaving never once made him feel like he was not their son.
He closed his eyes and put a little pressure on his mind, trying to recall something. Alas, there was nothing! Everything was blank for him except for the vague dreams he had about Ani, but even in those dreams the face was not clear.
He tossed and turned on his bed while his restlessness kept increasing. Suddenly, his phone started ringing. Forcing himself up from the bed, he picked the phone from the bedside table. "Ani," he mumbled and answered the call.
