Prolouge
I woke up in a hospital room on one of those machined beds. My whole body was covered in tubes and wires. I looked around the room watched my blood travel from my body into the machines. My eye sight was still quite blurry but I could make out at least two or three people watching my every move. One of them approached me and sat beside me.
“My name is Doctor Gale Rover; you were recently involved in a car accident on the outskirts of London. You are going to be fine we just want to know if you can still remember things. It doesn’t have to be about the accident just what you remember…”
“I was born Allison Grace Granger on the 3 September 1994 to Mr and Mrs Granger. My mum and brother died after a building collapsed on them in 1996 when I was 2. I was sent to my Aunty to live with her at the age of 15 after my dad committed suicide. Two years ago I travelled to the southern coast of Australia for a job where I fell in love with Michael Williams. Then…. one year ago we came to England to get married. It’s kind of blurry after that...”
“You remember a lot, but do you remember her?” The doctor said as he held up a picture of a little girl about seven. Half of my mind was inserted with more memories….
“Where’s my daughter?”
