Amani
I glanced around at the people in the room, and I flinched. Who were all these people and why were they all whispering? They weren’t doing a very good job at being quiet because, for some reason, I could still hear everything they were talking about.
“She doesn’t remember anything?” the largest male questioned, and I couldn’t help but notice that he had an air of authority that made me wonder who he was. “Nothing from her childhood?” one by one they all looked over at me and I frowned.
“I can still hear you,” I informed them, and another one of the males came rushing forward. He had been introduced as Gavin. Apparently, he was my father.
“Honey…Amani…can you remember nothing?” he questioned, and I did my best not to get upset. We had already gone over this.
“No, nothing. It’s bl
