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 :)
