Memory of
A Memory
"Ugh…" I mumbled sitting up holding my head, "Where am I?"
"Morning baby!" She kissed my cheek.
"What? Oh uh hi….Uh Stella?" I was shocked, where am I exactly? Why was Stella here?
"You ok Desmond? You look a little pale," She put her hand to my forehead, "You feel warm, you wanna lay down and I'll make you some breakfast?" Stella looked genuinely concerned. I didn't know what was going on wasn't I just saving the world from Templars?
"I just had this crazy dream last night I was an assassin saving the world from Templars…"
"Oh you," She kissed my cheek again, "Look just relax and I'll get you breakfast oh by the way The Underworld is finally open for business tonight and your father is coming over for dinner tonight to celebrate. But if you're sick I could tell him to come another night?"
"No, no it's fine he can come tonight." I replied letting out a huff falling back on the bed.
"Alright then I'll call him later. In the meantime let me go make some breakfast for us anything special you want?"