Agatha’s POV

I woke up in the hospital the next morning.

I heard that my boss took me to the hospital and even paid my bill. Now feeling good and strong, I went back to the condominium. However, no one was home.

“I couldn’t remember what happened.”

Embarrassed and grateful, I started to do my work by cooking food.

I finished cutting the onion and set it aside on a plate with a knife. Then I picked up the washed tomato and cut it in half.

[“You look like a tomato”]

I dropped the knife after I remembered a bit of my memories. It was so quick but I’m sure...