Forgotten, Then Found

Synopsis

As my consciousness slipped away, I vaguely heard voices erupting around me. "Oh my God, someone just got hit by a flower pot." "Call 911! This girl's bleeding everywhere." "Call the cops! Find out who owns that pot!" It took me a long time to gather my thoughts. The fight. Liam's cold words. The flower pot falling out of nowhere. And then a bold, almost vengeful idea crept into my mind—what if I pretended to have a concussion? A way to test him. If he really loved me, he'd stay and help me remember. But if I meant nothing to him… this fake amnesia would finally show me the truth. Just then, the hospital door opened. Liam walked in. Rain still clung to his clothes. His hair was a mess. There was a faint tiredness in his eyes—but none of the worry I'd expected. I masked my emotions at once. I let my face go blank and looked up at him like a stranger. "Who are you?" I asked softly. "Why am I here?" He froze. A flicker of panic crossed his face before he quickly smoothed it over. When he spoke, his voice was flat, like he was discussing something trivial. "The doctors said you have a concussion. Temporary memory loss is possible. I'm your boyfriend's best friend. He's tied up, so he asked me to check on you." My boyfriend's best friend? Those words hit me like an ice pick to the chest.