Chapter 9

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    Nino's  POV
      I saw the nurse as she entered the room and checked Adrien's vitals.

      I  heard her as she sighed.

      "What is the matter with my best friend?  Why does not  he remember anything?"  I asked.

      I waited for her to answer.

     I shook my head in denial as the woman explained that Adrien suffered from amnesia.

     "Memory loss?  No, wonder he asked me if I was both of them." I replied.

        The nurse left the room, and I turned to the girls.

        "Alya and Marinette, you heard, right?"

    

          Nino's  POV:              

           I watched in amazement as Marinette held Adrien's hand.

           Wow, I thought, she loves him.

            I  felt bad for her.

            I hoped he got his memories back soon.

            I especially hoped by some miracle he would remember Marinette.

             Maybe, the guy would figure out how important she was to him.

              I could only hope.


                 Nino's  POV:

                 "Alya, Natalie, I think we should give them some time alone."

                   I heard myself say.

                    As Alya gasped then nodded her head in agreement, I sighed in relief.

                     I  took notice that Natalie stood up and headed for the vending machine.

                     Hopefully, she went to get some coffee.  I think she could use some.

                     

                     Nino's POV:

                       I guided Alya towards the elevator.

                       Once, inside I do not know what overcame me.  I  pulled her close and kissed her.

                        Sure, she was my fiance, but it had been a while since our last kiss.

                          I was relieved when she kissed me as well.

                          I pulled away for air.

                         "Alya, I was thinking with Adrien being out of it, we should postpone the wedding."

                             I  saw her as she cleared her breath. Then, smiled as she agreed with me.

                           Good to know we were on the same page.


                          Find out more in Chapter 10

                            bye, bye little owlets!

                           -Summer out!

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