Chapter 2
"I feel so... motion sick." I held my head under the pillow and tried putting more pillow on my head. I have been like this ever since I gained consciousness the other day. It peaks at random times and totally unpredictable.
'I feel so disoriented and my senses are all over the place again.' I thought to myself describing what I was feeling as of the moment.
"It's like that one time I had a hungover after throwing a party for my 24th birthday." I grunted under the pillow as my head continued to hurt.
"That..." I paused for a moment after I realized what I just said.
"I'm...remembering things."
"Y-young miss, are you feeling worse?" Nana who heard my random mumbling must have thought that I've gone crazy.
"My head feels like it's going to crack, Nana." I peeked from under the pile of pillows I put on top of me and replied.
The room was dimly lit as it was causing my headache to worsen. Like I said, it feels like a hangover.
"Oh goodness, your anemia must have worsened again. I'll call for Dr. Lee." She quickly went to the telephone beside the wooden door.
"No Nana, no need. I just need a good long sleep." I quickly sat up holding my head. I don't want to see that bald doctor and Isabella's father again. It's not like her father's going to visit but it's better safe than sorry.
'After spending two days recollecting and picking up Isabella's memories, I concluded that both her brother and father makes my blood boil. I haven't seen her brother as he's currently in University and I don't want to see him either.
"Hmm, if you say so. Just call me when it gets worse." Nana seems to doubt my words but gave in anyway.
The old maid soon went out and closed the door which made the room darker. The light from the sun leaking into the room through the curtains were seen. It seems to be almost night time already from the looks of it.
My head still hurts but I thought that it wasn't good to stay inside without light for three days straight. So I forced myself to stand up, the headache seems to have subsided a bit but it still hurts.
"Maybe getting a breath of fresh air would help with my headache." I whispered to myself as I opened the balcony door. The breeze soon came inside and I was presented the sunset.
"I don't feel as stuffy anymore." I guess the fresh air really helped huh.
In the three days I spent in Isabella's body, I learned many things from her memories and also that some specific memories needed to be triggered. Like yesterday, when Nana patted my head and brushed my hair with her fingers whilst I was eating hot soup. It was a sense of déjà vu. It's very confusing as I know that the memories I keep "remembering" weren't mine to begin with.
'It makes me wonder what happened to Isabella.' From what the ball of light explained, I was supposed to "remember" everything that happened and will happen to Isabella but, everything is just messed up and jumbled, it gets really confusing at times.
'Randomly having a sense of déjà vu when I know it hadn't happened before makes me question everything'. What happened with Nana yesterday made me remember Isabella's memory of when she was 9 and had a high fever after playing in the snow during their vacation.
Nana's hands smelled of eucalyptus which she often uses for her arthritis. It triggered the memory and it made me feel much more comfortable with the old woman.
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