—CHARITIAN—I raced towards Jennifer just like everyone as she stumbled backwards. She raised up a hand to stop her Mom and Dad from going near her. But thankfully I reached her before she could fall. I looked down at her swinging figure in my arms, only to find her unconscious. Panicked rushed through everyone as they gathered around her with concern. “ Jennifer!” I called out, stroking her cheek with my palm. “ What happened to her?” Her Mom reached quickly as her hand grabbed Jennifer's hand in a tight concerned hold. “ I guess, She's shocked. Let's take her to the room. Alex, Call the doctor.” I said, picking her up in my arms and headed toward the room, walking past a shocked figure of her dad, he was standing stuck in one place, immovable. I quickly laid her on her bed and made her position comfortable, before removing her sneakers. I sat down on the bed beside her and reached up to hold her hand with my quickened up heartbeats. It was really difficult to watch her laying l
—JENNIFER— When I came back into senses and opened my eyes, it was dark again. I looked around to find myself in my room. No one was present there but Cally's phone on my bed, told me that she had been here which was confirmed when I heard shuffles from my bathroom. Holding my aching head in my hands, I sat up on the bed, leaning my back on the headrest. I tried to remember what happened to me that ended me up here but it only made my headache worse. It took me another more minute before all the flashes of this morning entered into my head one by one. Tears started to dwell into my eyes, making my sight blur. My heartbeat quickened and I was breathing so heavily as all those words that Catherine said started to echo in my head, making the pain increase. LIE! EVERYTHING WAS A LIE! I hiccuped with the tears, feeling difficult to breathe. I reached to the side table to take a glass of water but my hand froze right there when my eyes fell on the photo frame of me and Mom-Dad. I loo
—CHRISTIAN—I held her hand tightly as the nurses and ward boys dragged the stretcher through the hospital corridor on which she was laying. Jennifer, My wife. Her eyes were closed because of the unconsciousness and her forehead was smeared with blood. All those scratches on her face and body were driving me so insane that I felt like killing someone. “ Sir, You'll have to wait outside.” The doctor said as they pushed the stretcher through the ICU and I had to stop outside. I didn't want to leave her hand but it slipped slowly out of my hold before they closed the door. I was left standing there empty handed and for the first time in my life, I felt my eyes glistening. I stepped back, looking at her face through the glass door of the ICU. It felt like my own life was on a death stake. And I would not survive if something happened to her. For the first time in my life I realised that there is someone for whom I can die If she's not with me. I was wishing that whatever happened to
—CHRISTIAN—I opened my eyes at a gentle touch on my hand and looked beside me, only to find Cally sitting there. Her eyes were fixated down and following her gaze, I realised that she was applying ointment to my knuckles that I had hurted about an hours ago. “ I'm fine.” I said quietly, trying to pull my hand away but she grabbed it strongly to pull back on its place to continue what she was doing. “ I can see that.” She replied before wrapping a cotton bandage around my knuckles but then stuck to knot it at the end.I kept watching her trembling hands struggling to knot the bandage for a few moments until I sighed and grabbed her hand to stop trembling. “ Calm down, Cally.” I said, meeting her eyes which were still wet with tears. “ I can't. I can't see her like this. I feel like I'm dying.” She could barely whisper before the tears were back, rolling down her face. “ No one's dying, Okay! Everything will be fine. She'll be fine.” I said, gentle pulling into my shoulder. I don
—CHRISTIAN—My phone started ringing and I pulled it out of my pocket to find that it was Jennifer's Dad. He has been calling since this morning on Jennifer's phone too and I had to switch it off finally.I know I can't ignore him anymore but I also can't tell him the truth until Jennifer's out of danger. He is a heart patient and I don't think he'll be able to take this news easily. The doctor has said that these twenty four hours are really crucial for her. If she wakes up within this time she would be out of danger otherwise there are chances of her going into a coma because of the severe injury she has gotten on her which had damaged her brain very much. It's already been nine hours but she still has not shown any single sign of consciousness. And I didn't know what I should tell her parents about her, so I disconnected the call and, sighing, I leaned back. Only sat up straight once again when the phone started ringing again. Knowing that they would have been restless since la
—CHRISTIAN—My sleep was broken when I felt a movement between my hands and I shot up straight. I looked at Jennifer and she was still sleeping peacefully. I drew a disappointed breath thinking that it must be my dream to think that she had moved a little but then I again felt a movement between my hands and looked down at her hand that I had been clasping since the afternoon. The movement was so small that it happened in a bare second and it would have gone unnoticed if I hadn't been holding that hand. With my bated breaths and quickened up heartbeat, I placed her hand on the bed slowly and pulled my hands back to me before fixating my eyes on her hand. I stared at her hand for a long moment but there was not any movement. “ Please, Princess. Give me a goddamn sign.” I whispered desperately and kept staring at the hand. A small negative part was telling me to stop and quit the stupidity but the bigger part inside me was telling me to continue staring. I wasn't even blinking to n
—CHRISTIAN—“Unfortunately, due to the extent of the trauma, it has affected a critical part of the brain responsible for various functions. In medical terms, we refer to this as a loss of half of the patient's life. Partial memory loss.” “ What? You mean she lost her memories?” Cally breathed out painfully while I couldn't even muster a word out of shock. “ Not completely. The brain is a complex organ, and when such injuries occur, they can impact not only physical abilities but also cognitive and emotional functions. And its effects on every person are different. In this case, Mr. Brown has lost half of her memories.” Cally gasped, stumbling back and Alex sported her, his face covered with the same shock as well. “ How much?” The doctor faced me again when I asked with a controlled voice trying to keep my tone stable. “ We can't tell right now. But she does remember her parents as she had been calling them before going unconscious again.” He informed me and my eyes snapped up.
—JENNIFER—A small, muffled sound that felt as if it was coming from afar broke my sleep and I slowly tried to open my eyes. It felt a little difficult to do that small act. The voice came again and I think I caught a word ‘princess’ or something while something gentle brushed against my forehead.It took another more minute to gather the strength that I needed to open my eyes and when I did, I found a white painted wall in front of me. It was a blur . I moved my eyes to look around and everything was blurry. Then I realised that it's actually me who was unable to focus. I felt something off with myself, but couldn't concentrate on my brain to solve this because of the headache. Ah, the headache. It kicked again. I slowly moved my eyes and looked around the room to try understanding something, anything, and it didn't feel like home. Home? The word got stuck in my head and before I could consider it, I felt a gentle tug at my hand. I looked at my side to find a man sitting near me.