“Hello… I’m sorry for texting you since we don’t know each other, but you dropped your wallet and I decided to text the number that was inside of it. How can I return it to you?” I text you.

It’s been 6 years since the accident that took away my memories, and my life became torturing. Yet, when I see a young lady at the beach, something that I can’t name snapped inside me… and when she accidentally dropped her wallet, it was like it’s my only chance to know more about her.