“Did you wake up…? I did, you know.”
I wasn’t sure when I had fallen asleep, but the next thing I knew, Miriam was nudging me to wake up in the morning, like we had agreed she would. I have to say, she’s very kind to do that. Last night, when I tried to sleep in the bathtub, she couldn’t take it and ended up dragging me back to bed. But even then, she still kept her back to me, keeping her guard up.
She’s not easy.
She almost made me cry. Say the wrong thing, and everything changes…
"I’m so happy... the first thing I see when I wake up is you."
"Idiot.”
The little girl spoke sarcastically, but she didn’t seem too serious. Today, Miriam has go to the office to discuss some work, giving us both some breathing room. But even so, I still kept pestering her all morning.
"My arm hurts so much…"
I leaned my head against her, trying to be cute while she brushed her teeth. She wrinkled her nose knowingly and pulled away.
"That’s good, when you’re starting to heal, you feel pain or discomfort. If you’re not getting better, you wouldn’t feel anything."
"But it’s reaching my heart. Only my darling can heal my heart."
Miriam suppressed a smile, but she's more irritated, so she elbowed me lightly in the stomach before rinsing her mouth and walking away.
"As long as you’re not dead, you’re fine. Miriam won’t believe anything about you easily… because Miriam is a difficult person!"
The word “easy” seems to have become a taboo in Miriam’s mind. No matter how much I try to act clingy or sweet-talk her, she always manages to cut me off, using the word “not easy” as a shield.
While I was making breakfast, I went to pour some fresh orange juice and suddenly thought of something that made me smile.
"Here…"
"Hmm?"
The little one, waiting for breakfast while playing on her phone, looked at me in surprise. When our eyes met, she started to look worried.
"God... what's wrong with you?"
Miriam jumped and come to me, holding my face with her hands and making me look at her.
"Do you remember me?"
"..."
"Do you remember where we are?"
"I'm not sure, but it doesn't feel like home; it feels too cramped."
I pretending to look around and meet the eyes of the little girl, who looked like she's about to cry.
"And who are you?"
"No way, you can't forget me!"
She hugged me tightly, as if she's afraid I would run away.
"Stay calm... soon, you'll remember."
"Stay calm? For what?"
I pulled away from her, holding her face with my hands and a confused look.
"And why are you hugging me? What are we to each other?"
"We're a couple, of course."
"A couple? How can that be?"
"It is! Look at me! Just yesterday, you told me you wouldn't forget me."
"I don't remember anything. If you really are my girlfriend, then we should..."
