8 Amnesia 1 (1/2)

I opened the door of my hotel suite. I entered the spacious room and took a seat on the sofa. My head is staring to hurt.

”Queenie you just arrived?” Andrea asked coming out from her room. ”What's the matter, headache?”

I nodded at her. She entered my room. After a bit she got out with a bottle of pills in her hand. She took one and have it to me.

”Thanks.” I said. She took the pitcher of water at the table side and poured it on a glass and gave it to me. I drank the pill in one gulp.

”You drank alcohol?” Andrea asked.

”Um, just a bit.” I smiled. I know I'm going to have a scolding from her.

”Queenie! You know you can't take strong alcohol. If you like to drink you can only drink champagne with little alcohol content. Your head will act up if you don't listen to what the doctor says.” Andrea scolds me.

”Aww Andrea it's just a little. An insy winsy bit.” I act like a spoiled child hugging her.

”Oh Queenie, if Troy was here he will give you a huge scolding.” Andrea said.

”Pleas don't tell him, please. He's a little stingy you know, so strict.” I pout at Andrea and pleading.

”Okay but promise me no alcohol.” Andrea strictly said.

”Only champagne?” I bargained. My fashion show is tomorrow so there will be definitely gonna be a few drinks.

Andrea sighed. ”Alright, but champagne only.”

”Yey.” I rejoiced feeling triumphant.

”Speaking of Troy. Have you seen the breaking news?” Andrea asked.

”Hmm, what news.” I asked.

Andrea passed me the tab with the article on screen. Headline was 'Troy Versales rumored to be gettig engages with his adopted sister'. I can't believe what I'm seeing. I hurriedly get my phone from my purse and dialed Troy's number.

After a few rings a familiar voice answered. ”Queenie? Took you long to call.” Troy said jokingly.

”Oh you're the one to talk. What about this engagement business I see in the headlines?” I ask.

”Well it is said 'rumored' right.” he said.

”Oh stop being sarcastic. I just left your side once and you're still overprotective.” I said while giggling. ”What will your 'girlfriends' think of this?” I emphasized on the girlfriends.

”Oh come now Queenie. You know for this past 8 years there was no one besides you.” Troy said to me. My heart started to flutter. Troy was my angel. He was the one beside me on my worst times. 8 years ago when I opened my eyes he was the first one I saw. That time I don't remember anything. Not my name, myself or my past. Everything was blank.

***