A Virgin A Prostitute

Why Can't he remember me😭

                   🍭 Episode 11 🍭

                    Kate's pov

      "Ma'am, you are here. Well I need to tell you this. He lost his memory" The doctor said.

  Huh?

        "He did what?!" I screamed and turned to the frowning Eric as tears dropped down again.

   He can't lose his memory when I need him the most. No ooo!

    "Eric, don't do thing to me. Just try and remember me. Remember me it Kate" I said and shook him but he was just looking.
  
   "Well, he can remember some things but not all. He has a selective memory now" The doctor replied and came closer.

"It temporary, he can still regain them sooner or later." He added.

     "I don't know what am doing here, which country is this? You guys are too black for my liking" Eric chipped in.

Here comes the arrogant Eric.

      My sister walked in and stood beside him.

   "Eric, how are you doing?" She asked.

"Who's she too?" He replied turning to me.

     "She's my sister Eric. Doctor can you ask him some questions please?" I pleaded.

   "Okay, Do you know your name?" The doctor started.

   "Of course. My name is Eric Darwin. And this hot place doesn't sound like my country" He replied and I gasped.

  How come he remembered his name? And also noticed that this country isn't his.

Did he really lose his memory or what? Am totally confused here.

   "Wow! He remembered his name. Never had a patient with anterograde amnesia and still remembers his name" The doctor exclaimed.

    "Do you know you are in Nigeria?" My sister said.

   "What?! Nigeria? How come am here? You guys kidnapped me right? Take me back to my country. I need to go back to my company.

     Wait, I didn't I bring any bag here? Where the fuck is my bag?" He kept on ranting while I watched him.

Why can't he remember me. God why me?

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                  Eric's pov

   At night, I had packed my things in the hotel which the ladies had taken to. I don't know how I get here.

I don't even know them. Are they important in my life? I heard the doctor saying I had a memory loss.

A selective one for that matter. I can remember some things about me. I sighed and walked out of the room.

I had booked my flight already and am ready to go now. I don't even know my business here.

    I met the ladies outside and we all board a cab. They will be taking me to the airport.

  😥😥😥

     The taxi was moving slow cause of the traffic. I looked through the window and saw a stone stained red.

That must be blood. Some people were cleaning the blood on the floor and on the stone too.

I laughed that off and I suddenly felt a spark in my head. It really hurt more than headache.

I groaned, holding my forehead as the stone image and a car came but disappeared immediately.