Meanwhile, Emma was in her room, unaware of everything happening right around her. She was bored, waiting, and waiting. She had the nurses and the doctors talking to her. The next day she was supposed to start having psychological treatment to try to remember about her life before the event and why she lost her memory in the first place.
The old lady that visited her before, Alex's grandmother, was such a breeze of fresh air! Emma couldn't stand to stay in the hospital anymore and only look at the white walls. Her room had no television, she had no book, she didn't have a phone to play games - Taran used to let her use his for a while so she could play games on it - or anything to do. At all. She didn't even have many memories of her life, to keep passing through her mind and reflect about her own existence.
"Please… can you find me any books to read?" She kindly asked one of the nurses.
