Bethany POV
It has been nearly six weeks since the accident, and I still do not remember it or Theo, but I am willing to get to know him. He seems to be kind, and he has shown he cares deeply for me. I wish I could remember what we had for him to be so attentive to me.
Hank said to be patient; it would come in time. I had been awake for just over two weeks, and still, my mind had huge holes in it. Kitty has been coming to help me shower each day. My muscles have taken forever to strengthen. I still feel like a weak kitten, and my head feels like a watermelon. It feels way too heavy for my neck to support my head, and I often can't hold it up for more than a few hours, needing to rest all the time. It is so frustrating.
Dad brought me my laptop from my office so I could work on my resea
