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Even though I continued to walk, I felt him follow me. I was very much overcome by this urge to turn around and face him.
All of a sudden, I was laden with a strange sense of disappointment. I was disappointed that Stefaan wasn't the one whom I had seen in the hospital when I was being wheeled out.
It was never Stefan. It was instead the stranger who now followed me and tried to get my attention by calling my name. I didn't know how he knew my name.
There was another strangeness to him. His voice sounded very familiar to me as if I had heard it before somewhere. Although I couldn't really remember when and where. Maybe the blow to my head was affecting my memory.
"Stella," He called after him, "Let me help you!"
"I don't trust you!" I told him, wishing that he would leave me al
