Learning that flowers were disappearing from his wife’s grave, a wealthy man installed a camera. But when he watched the video, he was left speechless

Are you the father of the twins, then? Thank God you were found. The mother was already ready to write a refusal. She kept saying that nobody needed her with three children.

Michael and the children were dressed in special visitor gowns. They weren’t allowed into Linda’s room, of course. They were told to wait in a small shabby corridor where family visits were permitted.

A slender blue-eyed blonde with shoulder-length hair walked in unsteadily. She was pale but incredibly beautiful, even without make-up, wearing a gown and slippers. Michael smiled, looking at her.

He had expected a worn-out housewife, not a Barbie doll. Mum, shouted Adam, and almost knocked Linda off her feet. There was a flash of confusion in her eyes.

The boy hugged her so tightly that Linda lost her balance for a moment. Michael jumped up to catch her, but she steadied herself. You found her! Where have you been? I missed you so much, Mummy! Adam cried bitterly.

Linda looked at him in surprise. Then something seemed to flash in her eyes. It was as if she returned to the day she last hugged her son on the threshold of her home.

Her elderly mother had handed her money for the trip and stay in the capital and smiled, saying, Everything will be fine, dear. I’ll earn money, we’ll get you the operation, and you’ll be running around like young again. Her mother needed vascular surgery, a rather expensive procedure.

There were few good specialists, and the necessary equipment was only available in the capital. Linda feared her mother wouldn’t hold out, waiting for a quota. The doctors confirmed her condition was worsening day by day.

Age was taking its toll. Surgery was needed quickly. Linda left, leaving her mother and son behind, looking out the window on the way and trying to think about how she would take care of her mother after the operation.

Along with her in the train carriage sat a sullen young man, an elderly woman with him asked to switch places with her. The grandmother found it difficult and scary to climb to the upper bunk. Linda agreed, thinking that perhaps someone would help her mother in a similar way one day.

Linda remembered when the next station was announced. She jumped up, realized she had dozed off, and started gathering her things quickly. Outside the train, it was completely dark.

Dim lamps lit up some roadside eatery. The train stopped and Linda got off. A few other people got off with her.

She didn’t know the area. She planned to get to the eatery and ask for directions there, but she didn’t make it. Knocker out, knocker out, came a voice from behind.

Linda turned around, but didn’t have time to see anything. At that moment, she received a powerful blow to the head. Everything afterward was a blur.

She remembered fragments of coming to consciousness, seeing dirt, feeling intense cold, unable to move or speak. There was no one around. She lay there for a long time, not even remembering how long exactly.

It was cold and icy winter rain was pouring down. Then she woke up as someone was placing her on a stretcher. She’s still alive, she heard a voice above her.

Let’s get her into the car quickly. Who knows how long she’s been lying here. It got a bit warmer.

Linda passed out again and woke up in a hospital. She didn’t even remember being washed and changed into warm, dry clothes. She felt comfortable.

Tubes were sticking out of her arm. Feeling nauseous, Linda weakly said. The orderly in the room brought her a basin.

Linda thought she would vomit from dizziness, but it didn’t happen. Then the treatment began. What can you remember, asked the meticulous elderly doctor with a black moustache.

Linda, my name is Linda, but I don’t remember anything else. Where do you live? I don’t remember. Family? I don’t know.

What year is it? Linda looked at the doctor in surprise. I don’t remember anything. She began to panic.

She started breathing deeply. The doctor called a nurse and gave her an injection. Recovery was slow.

She felt very sick. Moreover, she needed documents. The head doctor insisted on contacting the police, but Linda said she would remember everything soon…