Nefretiri
How was I supposed to deal with this?
I'm staring at not one but several photos of my family. Was I looking at someone else's life? I hate this. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember anything. No doors burst open to reveal something lost, nothing to remind me of my past. The only thing I have are… feelings.
When I looked at the pictures, I felt… loved.
What was I supposed to take from this? I didn't know. My father was there for me, and I had a brother. That proved that Ricky lied. Unfortunately, that wasn't news.
