Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 83100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 416(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
“H-help me,” Rai whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Please help me, please.”
This is not the Rai I know. She would never plead with others, let alone allow them to see her cry.
“Do you need anything, miss?” Ruslan’s unsure gaze slides to me, then back to her.
“Who are all these people?” She stares between the three of us, and then back to her guard as if he is her only reprieve. “Ruslan?”
“Yes, miss?”
She sucks in a deep breath like a child about to throw a tantrum, then exhales again. Her voice turns hysterical. “Get them out of here! Get them all out!”
“Miss.” The doctor approaches her slowly. “You need to calm down.”
He tries to touch her, but I grab his wrist and twist it backward, making him wince in pain.
That causes Rai to scream louder. “Get out! Get out!”
“Sir.” The doctor strains, but he’s smart enough not to fight me, so I let him go. If he tries something funny, I’ll break his fucking wrist. “It’s better if you leave.”
“No.”
“If you don’t, she might have a panic attack.”
“Fuck that. She’s my wife and I’m not leaving her side.”
“Sir, it’s not in her best interest for you to keep staying here.”
“Out…out…” Her shaking has worsened and her lips are too pale. She’s not the type who has these strong visceral reactions, and yet she appears on the verge of a breakdown. I can’t be the reason behind that.
Even though there’s nothing I want to do more than hold on to her, I need to let her go. Just for a while.
It takes all my power to release her, stand up, and step back.
She continues watching me even when I’m far away from her bed, and I motion at Ruslan and Katia to leave with me.
“Ruslan…” she calls. “S-stay.”
“Yes, miss.”
Why the fuck is she calling for him but not me? Even Katia appears taken aback, but she steps outside with me.
The doctor and the nurse remain beside Rai, talking to her in soothing tones. Judging from the slowing rise and fall of her chest, that seems to have managed to somewhat calm her down.
I keep watching from the doorway, unable to look away. She appears so soft, fragile, and all I want to do is to hold her hand and protect her.
The nurse keeps talking to her while the doctor steps outside. I grab him by the collar and slam him against the wall. “What the fuck is wrong with her?”
“Sir, if you don’t release me, I can’t speak.”
I push him away with a shove. “Talk.”
He massages the back of his neck and fixes his collar. “Mrs. Sokolov seems to be suffering from selective amnesia.”
“Because she fell?”
“Yes, we believe the fall has caused some swelling in her brain and that’s why she has amnesia.”
“You said selective—does that mean she’ll regain her memories soon?”
“No, selective means she lost part of her memories.”
“What part?”
“From the initial questions we asked, she seems to have forgotten everything that happened for the past ten years.”
“What?”
“Mrs. Sokolov believes she’s eighteen years old. As a result, she doesn’t remember the events that happened in the past ten years. That applies to people she met in that period, too.”
I didn’t know her ten years ago. No wonder she thought I was a stranger.
“How can she get her memories back?”
“Unfortunately, there’s no cure for amnesia. Fortunately, it’s not completely irrevocable. If she’s surrounded by supportive family and friends, she might be able to recall things.” I don’t miss the way he stressed the part about being supportive. This fucker is exactly two seconds away from being throttled to death.
“How long will it take for her to remember?”
“There’s no definite answer to that. It can be a few days or a few decades. Most likely, she will never recoup those lost memories.”
Fuck!
“One more thing,” he says.
“What?”
“She needs patience and care during this period so she can get back to the outside world. Everything has changed for her, and ten years is a significant gap for a woman her age.”
I nod sharply. “But is she physically okay?”
“Aside from the neck sprain that should heal in a few days, she has no serious injuries.”
At least she’s safe. I’ll find a way to deal with her brain.
Ignoring the doctor, I step past him toward Rai’s room.
“Sir?”
“What?” I stop but don’t turn around.
“It would be better if you didn’t go inside. She had a strong reaction toward you, and if she has a panic attack while she is very confused, it might lead to serious health complications. Please limit your contact with her—for now, at least.”
My fists clench on either side of me, but I don’t step inside. The doctor leaves after I flop down in a chair in front of her room.
There’s no way in hell I will stay away from her, but at the same time, I could never put her health in danger.