Stacy
"How are you feeling, miss?" the man asks.
"I don't know" I answer sincerely.
All I need right now is to go to my child, not to talk about the splitting headache I still have.
"I'm really sorry about what happened to you, it was rather unfortunate but luckily, there was no intense damage" he says.
"Just get to the point already Sir" I say, getting tired of his speech already.
"I want to know what exactly happened" he says.
"I don't know, I can't remember" I say.
"Please try to remember something, anything, you know a girl's life depends on what you'll say" he says.
I don't even have to guess, the girl is surely Veronica.
"I don't remember much Sir" I say.
"You can tell me the little that you remember, it's OK, you don't have to push yourself to remember everything" he assu
