She could hear the noises around her. They were voices she did not recognize despite how much she searched her brain for answers. She kept her eyes closed, pretending to be still asleep.
She did not want to face these people who insisted they were family, friends, and her fiancee. But how could she remember them when she could not remember her name? Who was she? What happened to her?
"How is she?" Another voice joined the conversation. A woman's tone that did not ring a bell in her mind.
How could she face these people when she had no idea who they were? How could she trust them when she could not even trust herself with her limited memories?
"She is ok, except for her memory." Dr. Roseann, who claimed to be her sister, said. She could finally remember her voice since she and David had constantly talked to her or just conversed in her room while she rested.
"What did the doctors say about her memory?" The other woman asked.
