"Please have a seat." The Doctor said when they entered his office. He shut the door, walking down to perch on the armchair. Pulling out his glasses, he rubbed his palms together and began. "She was unconscious before she was rushed here and now she's fallen into a coma." "Again?" Darian questioned, worried. "Again? Has she ever been in a coma?""Yes, she has," Lena replied to the Doctor. "But that doesn't matter here, what can we do to help her?" She asked the Doctor, her eyes intently fixed on him."You have to be patient. Her amnesia is messing with her health, and she's been stressing her brain lately. The stress led to the severe migraine, that was why she passed out." She nodded her head understandably as the Doctor explained to them. "She's been trying a lot to remember things from her past, I guess so." Leaning on the armchair, the Doctor played with a pen in his hand. His lips quivered into a small scowl, he heaved a sigh and continued. "You talked about her falling into a

Lena felt a body pressed against hers as she cut the dough into smaller bits. Tina was away and she was badly craving some snacks; the perks of being a pregnant woman.She knew who it was without looking back to confirm. Smiling, she leaned back in his arms. "Darian, let me do this.""You shouldn't be cooking, Lena. I will order whatever you want. You don't have to stress your ass off in the kitchen." He complained, taking the knife away from her."I want homemade snacks, I don't want you to order them." She groaned, veering around to face him. "Maybe you should have taken your culinary lessons seriously. If you had, we wouldn't have to argue over this because you will cook for me.""Maybe I should have. You know I was interested in learning everything about the kitchen, just for you, I figured there would be days like this, but duty calls, Lena. The mafia affairs and my job wouldn't let me do that." He leaned a little to kiss her lips."Er," she smiled smugly as she stared at him. "I

Two weeks later, Isabella was back home, hale and hearty. Darian didn't want to stall anymore, so he organised a mini-meeting between himself, Isabella and Lena. He organised the meeting to discuss about himself with Isabella, and reveal the whole truth to her.Lena crouched next to Isabella, their eyes were on Darian. He smiled, clearing his throat as he initiated the discussion."I hope you feel better?" He asked Isabella.She wavered to the side, placing her hand on her chest to check if he was talking to her. "Yes," Darian nodded his head."Oh, I see." Isabella leaned her back on the couch and looked at Lena who was encouraging her to speak out loudly. "I am fine, I am just surprised that you care about me. Since when did you start to care about me?" She asked, smiling.Darian pressed his lips together and said nothing. "I called you here to let you know some things about the past. Things you probably don't even know happened before.""And what are those?" Isabella's voice boomed

Lena had gone to the hospital with the bodyguards, leaving Darian at home with Isabella and Tina. He had been in his study for over an hour now and he suddenly craved coffee. When he couldn't get across Tina through the intercom, he decided to leave the study room and get to the kitchen.Isabella was seated on a couch in the living room, her eyes fixated on the blank television screen. Darian wondered what she was staring at that got her extreme attention. He ignored them and proceeded to the kitchen but he couldn't take further steps, thoughts of Isabella filled his head and he decided to stop to have a conversation with her.He paced the living room, not knowing how to incite the conversation with them. Isabella noticed him but she said nothing, when Darian didn't stop walking around the living room, she cleared her throat and spoke out."I want to leave your house."Her words caused Darian to waver, he sent a glare to her and shook his head. "Where do you plan to go if you leave my

After Tina served the table, she proceeded to inform Darian and Lena about it. When they were settled on the dining table, Lena excused herself to get Isabella from the room.She got to the doorpost and knocked gently at the door, her waist hurt as she stood by the door. She leaned against the doorpost, hand clamped over the doorknob. She knocked four times and there wasn't any response from Isabella. She panicked, hurrying to burst into the room. She got in and met Isabella resting on the bed, her eyes shut and her head above her head."Isa?" She called but there was no response from her. Lena was scared, different thoughts ran through her mind as she approached Isabella who looked lifeless from her posture. "Isa?" She stooped to touch her face and Isabella's eyes snapped open, blinking her eyes in search of the intruder who had disturbed her reverie. "Are you alright?" Lena asked her.Nodding her head, she sat up and heaved a long sigh. "I am fine," she responded dryly."Oh, I have