One Thing I Know

Free Write Friday Prompt~
You wake to find yourself in a strange house and you cannot remember your own name. You roll over and see a letter by the bed. Is it for you? Who is it from? What does it say? Does it explain where you are and why?

Rolling over, I breathe in deeply. I’m comfortable but I can’t think of what on earth I’m doing here. Why I’m laying in this somewhat chilly room that is void of any sort of decoration. The only thing I notice is an envelope. I cautiously test out my fingers’ strength as I pick it up, flip open the flap and pull out a sheet of paper. This is what it says.

You are free now. You may not remember anything but you’ll be that much better for it. You won’t have to worry about me. You won’t have to feel that pain anymore. The doctors took care of that. Unfortunately, I can’t handle the pain anymore. That’s why you are free. Free to live a new life. Not many people get second chances, but you do. You will look different. That was part of the deal. Memory wiped and different appearance. Now they won’t find you and neither will I. It’s better this way. I can’t risk you being found. Farewell, my love. Perhaps we’ll meet in another life.
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A tear has leaked out of my eye so I wipe it away, unsure of what I should be thinking. I know that sideways V is incomplete, that there should be a 3 next to it. I may not know my name, who wrote this or why anyone would be looking for me in the first place… this one thing I do know.

Somewhere by someone, I’m loved.