Lucy looks fantastic today. Her red hair is glossy, she has maintained her trim figure, and the eyeliner she’s wearing makes her eyes pop. Harry used to sometimes make comments about the amount of makeup she always wore, which always stood out in comparison to my bare face. D’you think she owns stock in a cosmetics company? he’d say, just before I would elbow him in the ribs.
The fact that Lucy looks like somebody who came right out of the pages of the fashion magazine makes me feel all the more self-conscious about my own appearance. I smooth out my too-short hair and my fingers linger on the scar, as I wonder if it’s visible to her.
“Tess, sweetie.” She grabs my shoulders tightly. “You look so pale. What’s going on?”
“I…” I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, gulping for air. “Can we sit down?”
Ziggy has vacated the sofa to make room for Lucy. I don’t understand what Graham was talking about when he said Ziggy chews up the furniture. Ziggy is like the most well-behaved dog ever. Sometimes I feel like he knows me better than anyone else in this house. He certainly wouldn’t have offered me pomegranate juice to drink. Lucy ruffles Ziggy’s fur, and he licks her hand.
“I just don’t understand how this happened to me.” I touch the scar on my scalp again—it feels so strange, like it’s not quite my skin. “I know there was a car accident…”
Lucy crosses her legs and I notice her shoes—Manolo Blahnik. She’s always wanted a pair of those. “Yes, last year. And ever since then, you’ve been having so much trouble with your memory. Graham has had to take over at My Home Spa. And I’ve been stepping up as much as I can.”
“So it’s like this every morning? I’ve forgotten everything from the day before?”
“Usually.” She picks at a thread on her designer slacks. “You have better days sometimes. But the last month has been rough. Before that, you seemed happy most of the time when I saw you. But now you’re always crying. And you seem…”
I lift my eyebrows. “I seem what?”
“Scared. You always seem scared of something.”
She isn’t wrong. But who wouldn’t be scared in this situation? Every morning, I wake up next to a stranger. In my own bed! In his underwear!
“Lucy,” I say, “what happened to Harry?”
She frowns. “That’s another thing. Every time we talk, you ask me about Harry. You used to just occasionally ask about him. But now, it’s like you’re desperate to see him every day.”
My eyes fill with tears again. “The last thing I remember is him getting down on one knee and proposing to me…”
A smile twitches at Lucy’s lips. “Right. The keyboard proposal. That was… um, cute.”
“It was so romantic!”
“It was signature dorky Harry.” She rolls her eyes. “If that’s what you like…”
“Harry and I are supposed to be married by now.” I sniffle loudly. “If I woke up next to him every morning, I could deal with all this. But Graham…”
“Graham is nice.” She sounds almost exasperated. I wonder how many times she’s had this conversation with me. “He’s a good guy. So much better for you than Harry.”
“Maybe…” But as she says those words, something flashes in my head. Something about Graham. But I can’t quite grab onto it. My memory has become so frustrating.
“He cares about you a lot, Tess.” She lowers her voice a notch. “Also, he’s really handsome, don’t you think so?”
“I… I guess so.” Yes, Graham is attractive. But when I look at him, I feel nothing. “In my head, I’m engaged to someone else. Someone I love. So even though Graham is nice and he’s handsome…”
“He’s not Harry.”
I nod miserably.
Lucy crosses her legs. “Has Harry tried to contact you at all? Like, on your phone?”
“What do you mean?”
She glances around, as if checking to see if somebody is listening in. “Like, has he sent you any text messages? Or tried to call you?”
“I don’t have a phone, so…”
Lucy frowns. “You don’t?”
“Graham pointed out that I would probably lose it. And he let me use his. He gave me my father’s number this morning and I tried to call him.”
“Yes, but—” Lucy starts to say something, but abruptly stops. She chews on her lip, looking across the sofa at me. “Graham didn’t give you a phone to use this morning?”