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?"

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 briefly but didn't

Disoriented.

grip the back of

"What psychological effects?"

exhales, glancing at the file

there were concerns about hypoxia-lack of oxygen to the brain-which can sometimes cause memory impairment. She may

simple terms, Confusion. Possible difficulty recalling certain events leading

It's hard

"When will that be?"

and she's breathing on her own, which is a good sign. But trauma like this...

grit my teeth. "And

for a moment before

her. If she has memory issues, pushing too hard could make things worse. And one

I narrow my eyes.

develop PTSD. Claustrophobia,

I nod.

to do with that information. She was studying to be a surgeon, she will be heartbroken when something goes

is. Only you will attend

"Mr. King-"

if she will

but he understands I'm not

"I understand."

see her now?" My voice is rough from all

Patel nods.

be gentle with

on my heel and head for

nearly brings me to

looks so small in the hospital bed, her dark hair damp, strands sticking to her pale skin. An IV is hooked into her arm, the steady beep of the monitors the only proof

My chest tightens.

This is my fault.

I didn't

was wrong.

my fingers curling around the cold metal rail of the