“We have married for a month still you know each and every room of Brown Villa. But you stayed here for twenty years and still have no idea about your own room? How is this possible?” He asked me with confused expressions.
My face turned pale when he said this. When I opened my eyes, I was so confused about myself. How could I remember my room when I have no clue about my past life? This villa was completely new for me then and now too. Now whatever he asked was unanswerable for me. This was the first time I lied to him and caught immediately. I understood I must be bad at lying. I looked at him with uncomfortable gaze; he was still looking at me with his flinty eyes. He was waiting for my answer.
Shall I tell him I have lost my memory before marriage? Shall I tell hi
