Nathaniel's POV
"Your scans look good, Mr. Sinclair," my doctor said. "Everything is healed up nicely. You are physically healed. Did any memories return?"
Maybe.
"No," I mumbled quietly.
The doctor sighed and put the scans back down on her desk.
"You refused psychotherapy in the past," she said. "Did you change your mind? It could help you remember."
I tried to contain my anger.
"There is nothing to remember," I said, gritting my teeth. "I am healthy. My injuries healed. If there was something to remember, I would have already remembered it."
My doctor glanced at my mom.
"Haley left," my mom said and I could hear the pain in her voice.
The doctor nodded. "I know. I was sad when I heard. She was an amazing young doctor and I am very sorry that we lost her."
I turned my head and
