Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 33~ Who are you?

Alex

"She's alive." The nurse responds and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Can I see her?" I ask immediately, not wanting to waste another second. A part of me feels like I'm being pranked and can't really be relieved unless I see and touch her.

"Yes, but first I suggest you speak to the doctor." The nurse responds and I nod.

"Where is the doctor?" My voice is barely steady, impatient. I don't have time for formalities.

The nurse motions toward a hallway. "Dr. Patel is in his office. Down the hall, third door on the right."

I'm already moving before she finishes speaking. My legs feel heavy, my pulse still hammering, but I push forward.

When I reach it, the door is slightly ajar, so I don't bother knocking. I push it open, stepping inside. The doctor looks up from a file, his eyes widening behind his glasses.

"Mr. King, why are you here personally? Did something happen?" He stands from his seat.

I don't even know the man and he already knows me. Sometimes, I detest being so known.

"Please, sit doctor. I'm here for Athena Dawson."

His eyes widen,

"She was brought in some hours ago. Is she someone you know?"

"Yes. How is she?"

"She's stable," Dr. Patel says, and I exhale sharply. But then he adds, "Physically, she's out of immediate danger. However, she was underwater for a prolonged period. We're monitoring for any complications, including secondary drowning or neurological effects."

Neurological effects.

My stomach twists.

"What does that mean?"

may experience confusion, memory gaps, or difficulty processing certain events. Trauma like this can also trigger long-term psychological effects." He studies me for a moment before continuing. "Right now, she's disoriented. She woke up

Disoriented.

of

"What psychological effects?"

the file again before meeting my

was underwater for an extended period, there were concerns about hypoxia-lack of oxygen to the

Possible difficulty recalling

It's hard to say how severe it is

"When will that be?"

good sign. But

grit my teeth. "And when she

Patel studies me for a

memory issues, pushing too

I narrow my eyes.

drowning, she may develop PTSD. Claustrophobia, panic attacks—especially

I nod.

was studying to be a surgeon, she will be heartbroken when something goes wrong and I can't for the life

keep this between us? No one should know about how severe her condition is. Only you will attend to her, and you can't tell her the Cote

"Mr. King-"

it. When the time is right, I'll tell her if she will still

in his chair, but he understands I'm not asking and

"I understand."

her now?" My voice is rough from all the emotions I'm

Patel nods.

Just... be

turn on my heel and head for her

sight of her nearly

strands sticking to her pale skin. An IV is hooked into her arm, the

My chest tightens.

This is my fault.

her. Because I didn't

was wrong.

around the