Redemption In His Arms

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thing that hit me was the taste - bitter bile that coated my tongue like acid. I tr

's when I heard the beeping. A steady heartbeat that echoed through the length of my body remin

e white walls, the beeping machines, and the antisepti

tal room, and I

d up here. But my memories were hazy, like trying to recall a fleeting dream. I re

in my skull. The constant throbbing made each attempt of thinking feel like a brutal punishment.

emors ran through my body as I struggled for more oxygen. I hear hurried footsteps come in

succumbed to

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llow the movement of my finger" c

instructions but shut them close almost i

time with more caution and a

hroat,and the doctor nodded,handing me a glass of water. I gulped it d

ng here?" I as

he trails off not see

And almost like a dazed whi

I offer, noticing her e

ansfer patient from the U.S. You seemed to have been involved

m not in Beverly Hills? What do you mean a ca

your case as you suffered a critical head injury including a fractur

ar-long coma Miss Malloy. You also had multiple body fractures that have healed over the

uts. Two years? Coma? The two words sw

osing my eyes, I zoned out from her as I try to recall any di

possible"

my life. Please where is my father, or my fiancé, or just anyone I

on. The time and date was clearly written on the news channe

nothing short of the truth. I'm truly sorry for what happened but No one has come to claim you or visit you over the years.

in any corner of the earth and you are saying no one has reached out for me?

y relative with the name Malloy in the U.S and I'll relay to you" she

ase do get some rest"she says

usion,helplessness, a crippling fear of being forgotten. But beneath it all, a sharp question pricked at me: who am I now, if no one remembers me? Who was this "unkno

p, this would all b