“I'm Andrew Herras, the wedding photographer for your wedding.” The young man smiled knowingly at Mara, while she was just dumbfounded and shocked looking at him.
“Andrew?” She said, but Andrew just shook his head.
“Well, you can just call me Drew.” He still smiled at the woman in front of him.
“Don't you know me anymore?” She asked while pointing to herself.
“I'm sorry? Did we meet before? Or do you already know me? I'm sorry, I had an accident two years ago, so I also kind of lost my memory from the past.” After saying this, Mara quickly turned around when her tears suddenly dripped from the corner of her eye, and she immediately wiped it away.
“Sorry, excuse me for a minute.” She said, and she just went to the restroom once she locked the door.
“He had an accident? But why? How?” She was self-conscious and confused.
“Could he … could he not show up that day because he had an accident? But, why didn't I know about that? Why did they keep it a secret from me?” She said as she sat on