Still huddled on the floor, thinking about what happened to me in the past, why I had head trauma and, consequently, lost my memory, I decided to call Mr. Lakshminathan, after all, he and Mrs. Lakshminathan should know that I remembered.
"Hi Sivaangi, did something happens, darling," Mr. Lakshminathan asked attending the call.
"Yes, is Mrs. Lakshminathan there with you," I asked getting up, drying my tears with the palm of my hand putting the phone on speaker, and changing clothes. I wore a black and white striped crop top with black pants and a pink cardigan. In the end, I wore white sneakers.
My outfit:
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"Yes, she is, but what happened," Mr. Lakshminathan asked concerned.
"Wait for me, uncle. I'm already on my way, I need to talk to both of you," I said and I hung up without waiting for an answer from him.
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