*2 years later...
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Jonathan Eros Rodriguez
I think it's been a while since the last time I saw the sun shine outside, I feel new about the warmth and this feeling that I'm having isn't familiar at all. I don't remember who I am nor where I came from, I have no one. But surprisingly, I'm still alive and right now, I'm in the hospital.
I have no memories about my past, everything feels new to me because I just woke up after being in a state of comatose for a year or almost two. Something is missing, I always feel empty inside for some reason but not even the Doctors can tell me why is that happening to me nor why do I feel this way.
Dr. Victtorio, that's the name of my Doctor. He told me that I was brought by the people who were finishing near the small lake in this town. The townspeople thought that I was dead but someone checked me because I suddenly lifted my finger, that's how they found out that I was still alive after falling down from somewhere. In this small town, nobody knows me and I don't know them either.
I woke up two weeks ago and I'm still feeling frustrated because I can't remember anything except for a woman, I don't know her name but whenever I'm thinking about her? Her image in my head is becoming clearer and better but after trying, my head will get hurt then Dr. Victtorio will scold me because I'm forcing myself to remember something.
I want to know who that woman is because her image won't suddenly pop up in my head for no good reason, I feel like I'm connected to her. But unfortunately, I'm so damn unfortunate because I can't remember her name nor anything about her.
At this very moment, I'm still in United Kingdom. To be exact, I'm in a place near London. It's called Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire. It is a beautiful riverbank town with many historic buildings tracing the life of the bard.
The townspeople told me that William Shakespeare was born in this place. He used to be a famous English poet, playwright and actor of the Renaissance era. I actually don't know him either but all I could do is nod at everyone, it's not like I'm doing something illegal and besides? I can't remember anything at all.
Since nobody knows my name and I don't know who I am either, they just started calling me "Eros" because they said that I looked like him. That man was actually the God of love and he has a wife named Psyche, they just told me about those two yesterday and until now? I can't forget about that story.
Even though the Goddess of Love gave Psyche a lot of hard tasks, she never gave up. She loved Eros so much so in the end, the Goddess herself gave them her approval and let them have a happy family together. I'm a fan of that story, it has a nice lesson and it has a great ending.
Like what I'm always doing after waking up, I'm trying to recall some of my memories. Specially my name itself, it's important. I don't want to keep using the name that they gave me. Why? The answer is simple, because it's not mine.
While I was busy trying to recall something, Dr. Victtorio suddenly barged inside of my ward without knocking. He usually does this when I'm pressing the alarm if I'm feeling something but I didn't do that, I never pressed the alarm because my head doesn't hurt at all so why did he came here?
"Eros, your family is here. They finally found you". He uttered.
I didn't reply a word to him because I don't know what he was talking about, my family is here? I actually have a family? After a long time, they just found me?
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Connecting Threads (Book 2 of KOV series #2)
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