Chapter 140. Stuck with the Stalker?

Drenched in sweat, Clarisse sat up on the bed sluggishly, panting and covering her mouth with her palm. The headache had stopped, but she couldn’t stop the tears that freely flowed down her cheeks. She wept bitterly after regaining all the memories she had lost, dawning on her how Christian knew so much about her, from the familiarity to the dates, he had kept his promises except for her, it hurt to realize she couldn’t recognize him but it hurts more when she remembered the most significant of her parent’s death.

She cried more, remembering how her father desperately tried to avoid the incoming truck, which was persistent in hitting them and succeeding. It hurts her so much remembering how she bitterly and weakly tried to find a stick to break the door and save her parents, but she was late. She saw her half-alive mother hovering over her father with tears in her eyes. She saw her look at her with tears in her eyes; she saw her mother whisper ‘ I love you ‘ right before the c