After being rescued, I still did not react. I just stared blankly at that familiar yet unfamiliar face. I felt like I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it.
Hesitating for a while, I said awkwardly, "Handsome boy, since you saved me, I decided to marry you to repay you.
"By the way, what's your name?"
Regaining my thoughts, I remembered that I had forgotten Samuel twice.
To prevent such a situation from happening again, I wrote it down in a notebook I carry with me to remind myself repeatedly.
He was Samuel Whitman.
I thought I wouldn't forget him in this way.
Today was my twentieth birthday.
Samuel didn't come.
I waited for him all night, holding the cake.
The wind at night was freezing, making me shiver.
Since I had lost my memory, my health had been deteriorating.
After a while, I felt dizzy.
But I still gritted my teeth and persevered.
With a highly dizzy head, I fell asleep unknowingly.
Opening my eyes again, I found I was in a completely unfamiliar place.
The streets were empty late at night. I had an inexplicable fear of the darkness, so I curled up in fear.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of glass bottles breaking, followed by wailing for mercy.
"Where is she?"