‘You’re in Danger,’ Police Officer Told Me When I Woke Up in the Hospital with No Memory — Story of the Day (Page 4 ) | September 3, 2024

The furniture, the decorations—they all seemed like things I would choose, but everything felt distant, like it belonged to someone else. Then, something caught my attention.

There were pictures on the walls and shelves—photos of me with my family, with friends, even some of me alone. But not a single picture of Ben and me together. It felt wrong.

“Don’t we have any pictures together?” I asked, looking around the room.

“Uh… no,” Ben replied, pausing for a moment. “They’d really help right now, wouldn’t they? But I’m not big on taking photos, so that’s why.”

“Okay… but it feels weird, you know?”

“Yeah, I get that,” Ben said, his voice soft. “But we’ll work on it together. I’m here for you.”

I nodded, still unsure but not wanting to push it further.

“What do you want for dinner?” Ben asked. “I can make your favorite lasagna.”

“That would be great,” I replied, trying to convince myself I was overthinking. Ben knew my favorite food, after all, and he had been with me through this whole ordeal.

I called Officer Ryan and told him about the photos, explaining that Ben and I didn’t have a single picture together. It felt strange, and I needed to know if it was something to worry about.

Officer Ryan listened carefully and then told me not to jump to conclusions. He said it could be nothing, just a quirk of Ben’s, but he advised me to keep him updated on anything else that seemed off.

Later that evening, as we sat down for dinner, Ben started telling me the story of how we met. He said we were introduced by our mutual friend, Catherine. That struck me as odd.

I knew Catherine well, and she wasn’t the type to introduce people. She was more likely to tell you that men were distractions and that you should focus on your career.

Hearing this made me even more anxious. The doubt I had about Ben only grew stronger.