Forty-one

“It would be so selfish of me to hold you back or to ask you to stay for a little while longer. I want the best for you, and I know the best would never be here, but I… I'm going to miss you so much,” Loana whimpered as the two of us held onto one another. I couldn't believe that this was about to happen. I was about to leave everything behind and start a new life. This was what I wanted. This was what would make me breathe again, but I had never known that saying goodbye to Loana would be that painful.

There was something common between me before my amnesia and me after my amnesia. The two of us wanted to escape. The two of us strived for freedom and were ready to face any obstacle just to have it. Apparently, I had been saving money ever since I was thirteen and during those years, I managed to save a good amount to support myself for a month abroad. Despite how cruel my family was with me, they used to give me money, not a lot of course, but enough to get myself some clot