Olivia
He's missing, he's missing, he's missing, he's missing.
... Oh my god, he's dead?
Oh my god he's dead!
It's all my fault, I should have said something, I should have called the police.
It's all my fault.
But Sam told me not to... Why? Why didn't he want me to tell anyone, what's he hiding, what's he scared of?
My thoughts were running wild the minute I stepped out from the conference room after talking to Ian and his partner.
He's a cop.
... And a damn good looking one at that.
God, stop it Grace.
I turned left in the hallway as I thought about this crazy scenario - he's missing, he's dead - but a hand stopped me from walking back to my office and my heart started to beat rapidly. Ever since the conversation I overheard at the ballroom, all I can think about is 'he'll learn the truth - that I heard them that day – and he's going to find me'.
I'm so freaking terrified.
"Grace"
The voice wasn't Mayfair's but Sam's instead and my body immediately relaxed.
"God, you scared me Sam" I told him as I exhaled in relief.
"Why so scared? Did they say something?" He wondered with a worried tone as he readjusted his grip on my arm from being firm to gentle and took a careful step closer towards me.
"No, I'm just... Jumpy from everything... You know..." I looked down at his dark brown shoes as I spoke.
He should clean them, they're dirty...
"I'm sorry Grace" his voice was remorseful. "But trust me when I say, it will get better."
I lifted my head to look into his grey eyes and gave him a small smile. "I know, I trust you"
~*~
It almost felt like I was paralyzed as I woke up from my - what felt like endless – dream-like-thing. At first, it was hard to open my eyes, like they've been closed for years but that - of course - couldn't be true. After a few minutes of hardly opening them, then slightly opening them - I finally could and all I saw was a room filled with a white light.
It was so strong, it felt like it was blinding me.
When my senses finally kicked in like it should - and I could see the white room clearly - it also suddenly dawned on me.
Where the hell am I?
Who am I?
I realized that something in my memory was forgotten. I didn't remember my name, why I'm in this hospital room or anything personal about me.
All memories weren't gone however. I wasn't like a newborn baby because somehow I knew that I was in a hospital and that I most likely had been in an accident, but the thing that scared me the most was that I was completely and utterly alone in this strange room.
And somehow it scared the shit out of me. So scared that my body started to shake and I only got more terrified when the beeping sound of my heartbeat increased.
I could almost feel how my heart pounded in my chest, like it was going to drill a hole through it.
I could hardly breathe as my chest rose rapidly from trying to breathe, trying to get oxygen into my lungs but somehow it felt like it was a lost cost and it felt like I was dying.
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