The Secret We Hold

03| Present

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Vanessa D'Angelo
France, Paris
November 20

It's been four years since my incident.

There have been times when I felt like ending my life but at the same time, I couldn't. I still have no clue how I ended up in an accident but according to my mom the rain was falling and I was coming back from a party and my car lost control. Something is telling me there's more but I just don't know what it is.

I barely have any memory from the age of nineteen although I keep getting a few flashbacks here and there it's nothing major, they are mostly of this boy I knew unfortunately he died because in my memory I was over his body crying, when I try to remember how his face would look it would end up giving me a fucking headache.

One thing I know for sure is that my life wasn't all rainbow and sunshine. At least not all the time.

When I woke up from the coma which I had been in for seven months by the way, the doctors told me about my condition and everything, it took me another year to get accustomed to things and to accept that I had lost my memory. During those times my friends and family filled in some blanks about me.

I remember little moments like my years in college in Italy and then coming back to France.  As far as I know, I was happy there with my friend Cathline and with the two boys.

When he kept on showing up in my dreams, I asked my mom about it but she said it was a traumatic death to the family and we promised not to speak about it again. Even Cathline won't talk to me about it.

'it is best if we leave the past as it is. Right now you should be focusing on getting better okay? I love you

'he was just a boy you met during your college days, focus on the present'

'he's no one important '

Those were always the replies I got when I asked about it.

Why hasn't no one talked about him? Did his death affect us in such a way that they will not talk about him? If I knew him before why not tell me about it now? Was it the party I was coming from?
Once I realized that I wouldn't get the answers I needed I stopped asking the questions and carried on with my life.

Now I am a CEO and surgeon of JDA Health Hospital. We recently got positioned in the top five best hospitals in the world. Many people don't know that I own the hospital, those who do are required to sign a contract, and if the agreement is not followed through they will be sued.

As for my girls, Cathline is a chef, Scarlett is a Cyber Security Engineer and Tanyia is a fashion designer, her brand is known as Chanel. In the end, we all decided to stay together and bought a house or more like a mansion.

I had already been up since six this morning and was working out in our house gym until seven this morning. I shower and get dressed.

"Nessa breakfast is ready". I could hear Cath yelling from downstairs probably from the kitchen. It's like that's where she was born, she is a great chef so I don't complain.

Coming down the stairs I made a left and went straight to the kitchen, rested my bag and key on the counter, and sat down on the stool she placed a cup of coffee and a plate containing scrabble egg, bacon, and toast bead in front of me. I smiled giving her a thank you and started eating.

"I need a ride my car is at the mechanic" She was now eating as well.

"Sure" it wouldn't affect my timing because I had to pass her restaurant before reaching my hospital.