Chapter 1.

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-Cortana's house-

Cortana.

I’m awake. Is that blood in my hands? No! it’s too runny to be blood. Panicking, I look up, I see myself in the mirror. I’m in the washroom? Why am I dying my hair red? Where am I? Why am I wearing a bikini? I see the door behind me, I rush through it. On the other side of the door was a bedroom. The décor was a pleasure to my eyes. A wide window with olive green and creamy white curtains. The floor was carpeted. A comfy bed was made, and lying on it was a knee-sized black dress with pink flowered patterns. It was simple and cute, just the way I like it.

“Are you ready hun?” a manly voice addressed me walking into the room through the lavender door. I gasped and took a step back, it took me a second to realize that I was half-naked in front of a guy who I didn’t even know. I look at him, confused, staring at him. Oh god! My ADHD! He is hot. He looked almost 6'2", with brunette hair. His eyes are ocean green. Oh my god, he is beautiful. He stood next to the door, looking at me like he wanted an answer from me. “Cortana? Cortana?” he called out, bringing me back from when I had zoned out. I came back into my senses and covered myself with the rug on my right on the couch.

“Hey, are you okay?” he ran to comfort me. I moved, he stood there with concern in his eyes. “you don’t seem fine, should I get you some water?”. I looked at him, “no it is okay. I’m sorry but who are you?”. He chuckled, “The doctor said you would have some difficulty in remembering. I didn’t realize the operation would make you forget me.” Doctor? What doctor? Am I forgetting something? Did something happen to me? Why can’t I remember anything? He wrapped his hands around my shoulder and pushed me back into the washroom, “let’s get your hands washed, that looks like blood. We wouldn’t want to get it on the carpet, do we now?”. I was looking at him constantly. He removed the rug from me. Covered me with a towel and washed my hands for me. “All set. There you go.” He kissed me on my forehead. “Now get into the shower and wash” he paused and studied my face. “Do you remember how to take a shower or do you want me to help you with that too?” he mocked me. “No, I can do that for myself.” I turned my back on him and walked into the shower. Closing the curtains.

I screamed. He hurried and opened the shower curtain. “What happened?” he exclaimed. There was hot steamy water gushing out of the shower. “I’m sorry my love, I forgot to reduce the hot water level.” Leveling the hot water to cold water ratio. He set it perfectly. Just the way I like it. I looked at him. He turned to me, “now shower up and get your ass into that new dress I got you. We have reservations at Le Cirque at 7:30. He walked out of the shower and closed the curtains behind him.

So, I’m in a relationship with the most attractive guy I have seen, and he turns out to be a gentleman. I recently had surgery, due to which I can’t remember anything. Amazing! What else? Am I a model or something? I must be dreaming, I pinched myself just in case. “ouch!” Nope, it's happening. But what happened to me? Why was I dying my hair red? Is he into gingers? So many questions and no one to answer, just like in my childhood. Let me get washed up and get dressed for dinner. I wouldn’t want to keep my charming boyfriend waiting for too long. I would probably ask him about whatever happened during dinner.

-at the le cirque, the fancy restaurant-

We arrived at le cirque. This place is too fancy for me. I can't afford this fancy food. My stomach growls, okay! Now I'm hungry. "Shall we?" He raised his hand asking for mine. Why is he this cheesy? He was wearing a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and navy blue jeans. He looked very handsome. Attendees showed us to our table. We settled down, and the waiter gave us the menu.

"No thank you, we would like to order" giving back the menus. "I'll just order our regular" he winked and whispered to me. "We would like to have one penne pasta with extra garlic bread, one plate of fries, and one fried chicken barbeque sandwich sub." The waiter took down the order and smiled at me, I simply nodded and he left to bring us our order.

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