His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 49

1 don’t know how long I remained asleep for, because every time I stirred, I could sense different people around me.

“I failed her, Damien. Gabriel’s voice.

“I need to go… take care of something. A foreign voice.

“You need to go?” Gabriel sounded… angry..

Then, I faded back to sleep. The next time, the voices were different.

“You need to freshen up.” A feminine voice was speaking, I think Alice.

“I’m not moving from here. Gabriel replied. “The doctor said shell wake up any minute now.”

I wanted to wake up, but I couldn’t. I felt like I was being pulled into an unending sleep cycle.

“Is there anything I can do?” Sam was speaking.

Yeah… leave. Gabriel again.

I wanted to laugh at Gabriel’s pettiness, asking him to stop being like that towards Sam. That we had resolved everything in our past and both moved on.

I wanted to turn my body because my back felt stiff.

I wanted to turn to Gabriel, who I knew was sitting next to me, his hand often caressing my forehead. I wanted to put my arms around him and never let go.

Once, he placed a little kiss on my head, whispering, Wake up now, baby?”

After what seemed like forever or trying and failing, I could finally manage to open my eyes.

There was pain.

My stomach was hurting. My head was hurting. My throat was hurting. My back was hurting.

Everything hurt.

had saved me. But I couldn’t speak. Instead, I just croaked a sound. that

side, taking in the foreign surroundings I was at,

she didn’t expect me to wake up. Sof. Sofia, oh, you’re awake. Oh, thank Jesus. She paused, pressed a button, and then turned

speaking again, but all I could produce was another one of the inhuman

okay? She continued striking her hand through my hair. “The doctor’s

talking again, and this time, no sound came up. So I gave up, hoping Gabriel will

He didn’t

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me if I knew who I was, what year

too loud and had managed to swell my vocal cord. Nothing serious, nothing a few days of rest and warm water wouldn’t heal. But

screaming that much. Just once, when

Everything was

A pathetic, painful blur.

the doctor tried touching my throat, quite possibly to

looking

the man who kidnapped me

sent away, and

me sit upright and then checked me, and once she confirmed that

so sorry. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.” She sobbed. “I was so

was scared too. I wanted to say, but I didn’t. I wanted to hug her while she cried, but I didn’t want to be touched. So

then his wife peeked

and Anna stayed. They both said a few things, and I nodded my head to

me, I could come stay with her for

was just a

little longer, and I knew he knew why I was looking at

a minute since he found

him in, I pleaded with my eyes, the only way

hand softly before

be the

never come, but finally, he

way. He was always put together down to his last hair strand, but today he wasn’t. His hair was messed up, his stubble was grown more than he maintained, his clothes looked worn out, but it was his

attention.

even as he

bed like everyone

front of me