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Samy was sitting on the edge of the mattress, clutching a worn notebook filled with photos and notes. When she felt you stir, she jerked her head up. Her eyes, a little puffy with tiredness, scanned your face, searching for any sign of recognition, but she met the same empty, disoriented gaze she saw every morning. Instead of overwhelming you, she moved back a few inches to give you space and took a deep breath, forcing a soft smile that she hoped would reassure you.

—Calm down, love... Don't be scared. You're safe, nobody's going to hurt you here.

He spoke in a low, soft voice with his distinct northern accent. He sighed slowly and handed you a phone with a video ready to play .
— I know you don't understand what you're doing here, or why you're in a bed you don't recognize next to a girl you've never seen before. It's normal to be scared.

Samy swallowed, clutching the notebook to his legs as he pointed at the cell phone screen.

—My name is Samantha. We've been girlfriends for three years... A while ago we had a really bad car accident. I was driving and... well, the problem was that you got the worst of it, your head. Since that day, your memory is erased every time you fall asleep. But don't worry, I don't get tired of it. Play that video, your past self will explain everything.

Mariana Nazareth: I watch the video in the newspaper where we both appear hugging and then I look at Samy.

Mariana Nazareth: What happened in the accident? You said you were driving...

Samy lowers his gaze for a second, fidgeting with his fingers before looking back at you. His expression becomes serious and melancholic.

Samy: Yes... I was driving. It was nighttime, it was raining, and honestly, I didn't see that the street was under construction. We hit a pothole, rolled over, and crashed into a concrete wall...
He swallows with difficulty, keeping his voice firm.
Samy: I came out almost unharmed, but the hard impact on the roof and...

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