Chapter 12

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  Nathalie's  POV:

   I  knew that the envelope contained information vital to the court case.

  I realized it was a mistake not explaining it to Adrien.

  I  was sure he did not remember me.

   It appeared to be that way anyway.


     Nathalie's  POV:
       I hoped the Amnesia was not permanent.

    I   noticed the girl with pigtails, Marinette, styled her hair differently today.

     I  felt bad for her.

     I noticed she genuinely cared for Adrien.


         Nathalie's POV:
           I wished there was something I could do to make things better.

           It was not as if there were anything magical that could help.

           Well, at least not that I was aware of anyway.

           Maybe, Marinette could be the one to help him snap out of it. Perhaps, she could help him get his memories back.  I knew for a fact she would try anyway.  If she succeeded, I would be glad.

                If not, that was a boatload of worms no one wanted to deal with at all.


              Nathalie's  POV:
                I mailed Gabriel Agreste a copy of the papers.

                It warned him of everything.

                It included a restraining order against him.

                The one that made it so he could not get close to me, Adrien, or his friends.

                  I was prepared for his retaliations.

                Imagine my surprise when he remained quiet about the whole thing. 

                   "Mark my words, something was fishy about the whole thing,"  I told the lawyer.


                    Nathalie's  POV:
                        I never knew Gabriel to let go without a fight.

                         I wondered if his late wife, Emelie, God bless her soul, ever knew this.

                         I   paid for some coffee from a vending machine and hit the button.

                         I smiled as the cup popped out the bottom with a full cup of decaffeinated coffee.  

                         I added some creamer and a bit of sugar to it. I never did like my black.

                          I   was glad I left the nurse a note about the changes in Adrien's diet.

                         I did not bother to run them past Mr. Agreste. Why should I?  It was not like he cared.

                         Yes, all things considered, today was a good day.


                            Find out more in Chapter 13

                          until then, bye-bye, little owlets! 

                            -Summer out!                                           



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