Dexter's POV:
These days, I slowly began to accept the fact that I had lost my memories.Besides, my mother's current situation was much more pressing.
I stayed with her almost every day.This way, I could also avoid Caroline.
She was so clingy, showing up out of the blue and pestering me daily.
How on earth were we a couple? We were supposed to be siblings.
Just thinking about it gave me a headache.
As if this wasn't bad enough, my mother was in a coma and her prognosis did not look good.
I couldn't help but feel depressed these days.I didn't know who I could trust.I looked at my mother, who was lying unconscious in bed.
"Mom, can you wake up please? I need to know what happened.Are Caroline and I really in love? I have no idea why these things are happening.Please, just wake up and tell me."
But it was like talking to a wall.
