SWEET AND SOUR REUNION

For moments, I have been struggling, really struggling, virtually, smacking my head to try and remember if this face rings a bell to me, but no. My memory is bent on affirming that it's totally screwed.

"Do I know you?" I ask after moments of screaming silence.

She manages to close her mouth for the first time in ages, but she defeatedly shuts her eyes to some kind of a masked twinge, heaving out a bitter puff that tickles my skin.

"What happened to you?" She asks as she peels her eyes, signs of tears evident in her hazel eyes.

Now this is deep. I am also feeling awful for the fact that I don't remember her. I am about to join her in tearing up and if this continues we might explode into sobs. Weird!

"How can you not remember me, Ella? What happened to you? And this?" She painfully scans my face as if she shares my pain, then finally, a tear drops from her right eye as she averts her gaze from my wounds. She can't take the site of the wounds. "What...what is happening? What happened?