The Healing Bath

"Don't worry, I'll be with you until everything feels familiar."

That was the idea, but even after Eulalia had looked inside and out of the entire villa, it all still felt strange to her.

She just didn't fit in, like a drop of oil staining a piece of clothing or a mouse that suddenly scurries into someone else's new home.

With her memory gone, she could be super sensitive, insecure, and timid at times.

As Eulalia moved from the first floor to the bedroom on the second, she always felt something was missing in this house. It wasn't until she saw their wedding photo by the bed that it clicked.

You'd think, being their marital home, there would be more wedding photos around. And that one on the nightstand looked like someone just snapped it in passing.

"Do we not have wedding photos?" Eulalia asked.

Percival had his excuse ready: "We got married in a hurry and didn't take any photos. If you want, we can have a photo shoot and even redo the wedding."

Eulalia wasn't exactly dying for weddi