Lucy POV

I'm so freaking confused. Well you see after I asked him that he just got up and left. He closed the door so hard I thought he was going to actually break the door in half. He looked really pissed off... why though? Did me having amnesia really affected him that much?

Yeah... I'm not stupid. I actually know I have amnesia. And you must be wondering why I'm acting so calm? Well the truth is that I'm NOT calm.

I am internally freaking out. In fact I think I just shit myself.

I looked around seeing the room I was currently in. I realize that there is a huge mirror in my right side.

And damn. Even with my hair wild and a few bandages around my body I still look hot as fuck. Damn I have big boobs.

Am I always like this? I don't know.

But damn I'm hot. I wonder is this all natural or is it done on plastic surgery? For some reason I quickly shook away that tought.

Have I ever had a boyfried before?

What type of person am I?

Am I nice?

Or am I mean?

And...

"What happend that caused me to loose my memories?" I mumbled, but for some reason asking that question made me want to cry. And so I let the tears fall. Ony by one.

Author's Note

THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT.

Do you want this book to end with:

A Happy Ending

Or

A Sad Ending