Chapter 91 Welcone Home

• Lorenzo had stayed with me throughout the day. He was attentive to all my needs and didn't let me do anything. At one point, I felt bad for not remembering him. Although I was his wife, he was a stranger to me.
• In the evening, I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. Lorenzo had gone to see the doctor regarding a signature on some documents. I was left alone and had the time to think through everything that had happened so far.
• I could remember most of my life, but it was in an inadequate sequence. There were some things I mixed up. Each time I forced myself to disentangle my memories, it caused my head to ache.