In front of her, a man unfamiliar to her stood, referring to her as Luna, a name she herself did not recognize; to cope with her confusion, she inquired about him to the man in a white clock, the doctor.
"He's your husband, Ma'am."
"Luna, it's me Danish." As no reaction of her familiarity toward him, Danish diverted his sight to the doctor. "What's wrong with her? Why doesn't she recognize me?"
"I am sorry that I have to convey this bad news to you, Mr. Li. That accident has looted half of her memories; she might recall her past before she met you but she lost the rest."
"No…no way…doctor, could you do something to help her get all her memories back?"
"We'll do our best, Mr. Li. However, your wife still needs some surgeries and I suggest you take her to South Korea to have plastic surgery to improve her look; the burns has destroyed her face."
