143- They Are Back, Rafael!

"I don't believe you," Marissa's eyes again got misty.

Rafael cupped her cheek, "Why? Why can't you believe me, Marissa?"

He then shook his head. She wasn't in her senses and no matter what, he could never convince her for anything in this state.

She sobbed glancing down on her lap, "Marissa," he held her tightly, "Why are you crying?" He kissed her wet cheek.

"M-may be because… I'm upset."

"And why are you upset?"

"B…because…because … I still don't remember what I'm forgetting," she quit crying and closed her eyes.

"This is something important and I…" she clutched her t-shirt in her fist that raised a little reminding Rafael that she was still wearing those panties.

 He was on his feet abruptly making her look up at him.

"Where are you going?" She held his shirt's corner.

"I'll be back in a minute," he said kissing her cheek.

"No. Stay here. No need to go anywhere."