Post institutionalized

Arina wakes up one day with little memory of her past.After several sessions of electroconvulsive therapy to treat her apparent psychosis,the only memory she clearly has of Edward is the flashbacks she gets from their pictures on her phone.

Her messages with him have been deleted.Her call log has been cleared.Yet the pictures show a relationship that looks like a perfect fairytale and too good to be true.

As she blends in back into the world, she notices peculiar things about Edward like the constant look of guilt on his face.Is Edward who he seems to be or are her friends right about him?

As their past unravels,will she still accept him for who he is even if it means impeding her recovery?

A short story about trust,love and recovery