I look to Bella.

Hurt.

"What is she saying?" I palm my neck. "Give her permission."

Bella stares back.

And that's when I see it.

Her uncertainty.

Confusion.

My mouth goes dry.

"What's my name?"

Her quiet indecision is like a knife to my heart.

"Really?" I huff a laugh.

This can't be happening.

Right?

"You don't know me?" Serious panic sets in now, and my eyes burn.

I press my fingers into them.

"Jesus Christ," I mutter under my breath.

I move to her bedside.

I'm prepared to fight.

But fear greets me.

And I die a little inside.


I figured I'd pepper in a few extras on weekdays when I'm around more often, since I have a good bank of chapters.

This trope comes from the series GRIMM, which I just recently discovered.

It's streaming on Prime, and I LOVED it! Nowhere near the same concept, but they did a unique little amnesia plot and I was like "Ohhh that would be fun" and here I am dazzling you with my unoriginality :)

See you tmr :)