Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M

14. Alternate universe

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My head is throbbing. Actually scratch that. My entire body is in pain. I try opening my eyes but I

can’t. It felt like they were weighed down by stones I try calling out to Noah, to anyone, but no

sound leaves my mouth.

I am moving. Or someone is moving me. Every movement jolts me and just makes the pain all the more excruciating. I wish they would go slowly. Or just stop all together.

“We need a doctor!” someone shouts.

I didn’t understand what they were talking about or why they needed a doctor. Or what was going on. I tried staying conscious but darkness embraced me once more and I fell into it willingly.

When I came back to myself again, I’m not in pain but I still can’t open my eyes. Nor can I move my body. I feel like my limbs were laden with cement. Like I was trapped inside my own body.

I can hear people talking but it all sounds so far away. As their words are submerged under water

or something. Nothing made sense and I didn’t understand why this was happening to me.

I was desperate to see Noah, to hear him. He must be so worried that I hadn’t called him. Yet there

was nothing I could do.

I fall back to the nothingness, unable to keep up with what was happening around me. My last

thought is Noah and how sad he would be that I haven’t called

I wake up and the room is shrouded in light. The brightness of it makes me wince.

“You’re awake” an unfamiliar female voice says,

I try opening my eyes again but with the lights accosting them it’s nearly impossible.

“I’m so sorry about this” she pauses and I hear movements. “You can now open your eyes, the light

won’t be a problem”

True to her words, when I open my eyes, curtains are closed and the light are turned low. I turn to

the woman who seems to be in her late thirties. She’s wearing a nurse uniform and a quick survey

me conclude that I’m

I croak out, my voice feeling

Your family will be

glass

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cooled my throat. I stare at the room I was in. It’s

1. me.

to pick one and open it when the door opens and Rowan walks

I tell him, my voice almost back to its

was disheveled, clothes were wrinkled and he looked tired. I have never seen Rowan like this. He is always impeccable and neat. His eyes are tortured and he seems he had been to

and back.

feeling?” he asks sitting

been hit by a train…what are

when he takes my hand in his large one. I go to pull it away

don’t” he pleads in a small voice. “I need this, I need to remind myself that

in an alternate universe or something? Because things were

hit your head or something, right?” I

with my other hand.

because the door opens and a

his eyes find

so glad that you’re up…we were worried for a minute there” he begins with a smile. Now, do you know where you are and what

hospital… something forceful pushed me

head from the

to me since I woke

almost died.

bombed and the force of it blowing is what threw

what year is it?”

it down. Rowan squeezes my hand and

in his eyes but it gone before I can interpret

car would be bombed. With the stress of everything, I feel a headache coming on and pain sipping

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recognize your own name and you know who Mr. Wood is,

sign. We will have to perform more tests though, just

any type of

“Okay” I whisper.

we had to set it right. You have three broken ribs, a ruptured spleen, traumatic brain injury which caused a buildup of fluid in your brain which we had to drain and also some swelling. The stitch from your shoulder wound reopened and we had to re–stitch it.

questions?”

refused to let go of my

makes everything

been here?” I

fourth day. We had to induce a coma because of the swelling….Some

type of head injury so we will keep you here

them out. Okay?”