CHAPTER SIXTY
ROXANNE'S POV
Two weeks had passed since I was discharged from the hospital, and a month since I had loss memory and two days since I last met the attractive Psychiatrist. His beautiful smile had however managed to bring back a trivial memory. I did remember sleeping over in his house, although I couldn't really recall the details. After spending a considerable time with him, he satisfactorily reduced our sessions, claiming my memory will return soon if i mingled with others.
Having little knowledge about mental issues, I agreed considerably with him, promising to inform my boyfriend.
On reaching home, my supposed boyfriend, Edward still wouldn't allow me go back to work, claiming that I might be bullied by my workmate. Finding his reason very sensible, I had agreed to stay at home, giving him a chance to spoil me greatly and sending the doctor's prescriptions to my mind's trash can.
