Lia kept looking into her eyes, as if trying to scrutinize the most hidden secrets in the woman, meanwhile she was looking at her as if she were a ghost, her first impression was to tell her ″It's me, the same one who dresses and fits″, however, she was supposed to have lost her memory and did not remember anything of her past, so she could not say that sentence, she had to choose another one, however, before she could say anything, the woman spoke.

″It can't be you, you're dead! ″he exclaimed