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

conclude that

croak out, my voice

I go call you doctor. Your

a glass of

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at the room I was in. It’s full of flowers,

1. me.

one and open it when the

hell” I tell him, my voice almost

like this. He is always impeccable and neat. His eyes are tortured

and back.

he asks sitting down next

I’ve been hit by a train…what are you doing

large

pleads in a small voice. “I need this, I need to remind myself

an alternate universe or something? Because things

okay, Rowan, you didn’t hit your head or something, right?” I ask, feeling his

with my other hand.

opens and a doctor walks in.

eyes

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

head. “The hospital… something forceful pushed me back when I

from

since I woke up. Afraid of accepting the fact that

almost died.

the force of it blowing is what threw you back “he

what year is it?”

he notes it down. Rowan squeezes my hand and

it

shock. Never would I have thought that my car would be bombed. With the stress of everything,

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your own name and you know who

perform more tests though, just to make

any type of

“Okay” I whisper.

injury which caused a buildup of fluid in your brain which we

questions?”

since Rowan has refused to let go of my

makes everything that happened

long have I been here?”

is your fourth day. We had to induce a coma because of

we will keep you here for

them out. Okay?”