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I'm happier to be back at the hospital than I should be, but it's been three days since I've seen Bella and I've missed her. I haven't gone this long without seeing her in years. We usually see each other every day.
Before I go visit her, I go look for my father. According to the nurse I ran into, he is in his office, just done with his rounds which means I got here at the right time.
"Dad?" I greet him, making him look up from whatever paperwork he was reading.
"Hello son, what's up?" He knows why I'm at the hospital, he called me himself with the news so he is surprised to see me here.
"I…" I hesitate, not sure if he is the right person to ask, but at the same time… Who else could I ask?
"I need help," I finally admit.
"With what, son?"
"With Bella… I just don't know how to handle all of this, how to best handle her and her memory loss. So far I've been able to avoid little things I know which she doesn't… But when she goes back to her apartment… What do I do?"
"Well, son…"
Just in case you missed it, I updated yesterday too but failed to send out e-mails once again.
