Chapter 2: Lean on his Shoulders

When Manang Minda got the wheelchair for me, she immediately handed it to Ken, and I found myself being lifted and seated in the wheelchair by him. I felt nervous as our faces were close together due to the unfamiliarity of the situation. I didn't speak again to avoid any misunderstandings on his part.

Once I was settled in the chair, he pushed the wheelchair, and we headed to the swimming pool in their garden.

"Is this where you want to be?" he asked me gently, making me look up at him.

"Yes, this is fine."

"I'll stay with you. It's hard for me to leave you alone, especially in your condition."

He sat on a nearby bench, which made me slightly embarrassed because I felt like it became their obligation to take care of me when we were practically strangers. While I was lost in thought, I was surprised when he started speaking, causing me to look at him right away.

"Do you remember your name?"

As he asked that, I also pondered why he said that and realized I couldn't recall my actual name or who I truly was.

"Don't think about that for now. What's important is that you're alive and in stable condition. Perhaps now isn't the time to find out what truly happened to you, but you need to heal until you're completely well."

I remained silent, filled with numerous questions in my mind about my true identity and why I ended up like this. I couldn't remember anything, not even my name. Tears that had been welling up in my eyes finally fell.

"I brought you to the hospital here in Manila to continue your recovery. Due to the impact of your fall and hitting rocks, your head and body were severely injured, causing memory loss that led to a coma. When you were stable enough, I brought you home because I couldn't take care of you well in the hospital. Manang was the one who took care of you; don't worry, she bathed and dressed you, so you have nothing to fret about."

Ken's words left me feeling dejected, both physically and emotionally. Despite trying to remember, I couldn't recall a single memory, not even my name. This news caused me to break down in tears and cover my mouth as I let out the pain I had been feeling in my chest.

I felt Ken's arms enveloping me, comforting and soothing me. Manang Minda and the other helpers also watched, their eyes filled with sadness. I felt tremendous pity for myself at that moment and immense gratitude towards Ken and everyone who helped me slowly recover from what I had been through.

Though my mind was filled with questions, I knew I would eventually uncover the truth behind everything. But at that moment, one thing was clear in my mind - I needed to heal and regain my strength so I could achieve everything I wanted and also assist Ken in discovering who I really was.

I hoped that my situation wasn't the result of a crime, leading me to this point without recognizing myself fully. I had numerous bruises on my body, and my feet were still injured, making me feel lost and clueless about what truly happened to me.

"Everything will be fine. Stay strong, and we're always here to help you. I promise to assist you in finding out the truth behind what happened to you, so don't cry."

Upon hearing Ken's words, I felt genuine concern and sympathy, which only made me cry even more, overwhelmed by the care and support surrounding me.