“I’m sorry, but I don’t remember anyone. I woke up from a coma,” Mia told her.
“I know, sweetie. The doctors filled me in. I’m Laura, your mother,” the woman said calmly.
Mia still didn’t recognize her. “What happened to me? Why don’t I remember you?” she asked.
Laura smiled.
“There was an accident. But let’s not focus on the bad things, yes? I’m here to take you home. If familiar things surround you, your memory might return soon.”
