The Accidental Wife by Sara Islam

Chapter 122

| know that Silas is a prankster when it comes to me, but does he really think that now is the right time? | have

just woken up and according to what | have been told, | survived an atrocious accident, so now can never be a

suitable time. "Rosic, what's the last thing you remember?" Mum asks me. | don't like the look on her face. It is

full of concern and anxiousness, causing my stomach to turn. "I have just finished my junior year and I'm ready

to start my senior year," my answer rolls off my mouth with ease.

"Oh God..." | hear Silas say. The look of shock on his face brings ne a kind of pain | do not understand.

"Okay, maybe this is just temporary," Mum says, looking between Silas and Dad.

"What's temporary?" | frown. | suddenly feel the urge to get out of this bel. | try to lift myself up, but | wince in

pain. The way Silas hurries towardsto getto stay down and the look he has in his eyes say a thousand

words. "You heard the doctor. Don't move now," he gently reminds me,

"Have eyes.

I lost my memory?" | find myself asking him. | choke on my own wards and tears suddenly brim at the corner of

my

"I need you to calm down. Julian has gone to fetch the doctor, okay? Let's not freak out now." | can sense myself

heaving, but something about the way Silas is holding my hand is preventing my state from getting worse. don't

want him to let go of my hand. He is bringingssort of comfort, which is very weird. | know that deep

down, Silas and | don't hate each other, but | never thought of him as anything but a friend. | know that if I'm in

trouble, | can depend on Silas to helpout, but I never thought that I could fall for him.

Dad walks back inside with the doctor and | take a shaky breath. | don't know what to expect and I'm scared. The

sense of loss I'm now experiencing is awful.

"Rosie, you look tense. Try to relax, please." The doctor says as he stands beside me. "Your dad is tellingthat

there are things you don't remember. You don't remember your boyfriend, right?"

"No." | shake my head. "I mean | know Silas, of course. | have known him for years, but | don't remember

anything about us dating."

"Rosie, how old | are you?" he asks me.

"Sixteen. I'm about to turn seventeen soon," The way Mum closes her eyes when | say, that tellsthat there is

a gap in my life that | know nothing about. "Am | not sixteen?" | cautiously ask.

"Rosie, you're eighteen and you finished your freshman year in college." | gasp when Dad tellsthat. This

can't be true. How did | manage to forget two years of my life? Is this normal? Am | going to get my memory

back?

"Did I... did | get into my dream college?" | ask. | have so many questions, but this is the first one | manage to

utter.

"Yes, honey," Mum answersand | let out a small smile. At least something good has happened throughout

these two years | know nothing about. What else did it manage to do?

| know that I now have a boyfriend, but | wonder if something exciting took place during those years.

"Am | going to be able to remember those two years | remember nothing of?" | ask the doctor. | hate not being in

the know, so to find out that there are two years | have no memory of is quite torturing.

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"Most people regain their memory," the doctor says and my heart drops.

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"Most people? Does themean that speople fail to regain their memory?" My voice cracks. No, | don't want

that. | want to regain my memory.

my

"Yes, but we don't need to focus on that. You must be positive and focus on getting better," he tells me, but |

shake head. There are millions of thoughts going on in my head, yet | can't translate them into words. Mum and

Dad walk outside with the doctor, leavingalone with Silas. I look up at him, feeling lost. | don't know what to

do.

"Rosie, | know this is hard and | understand that you have lots of questions. | will do anything you want to make

you feel better," he tells me. My breath starts to quicken and | look down. | don't know what I'm supposed to say.

It's not like | can talk right now. I just want to cry.

Tears start rolling down my cheeks and Silas sits on the bed beside me. Gently, he wipes my tears with his

fingers and hesitantly, he slowly pullsinto his embrace. His touch is warm and full of love that I find myself

holding onto him.

"I don't like this, Silas. | don't like not knowing what happened during the past two years," | whimper and he rubs

my back. | remember the way Silas took care ofwhen | found out my ex-boyfriend cheating on me.

"Nobody would like that, Rosic, but you're going to get through this. You're very strong and you won't let this

bring you down. You're way stronger than that," he says as | slowly pull away from his gentle hold. "You have all

of us with you, Rosie. You won't be alone. We will help you out. You have great friends who will do everything in

their power to help you out."

"Did | make new friends?" | quietly ask as | sniff.

I about you," he replies with a smile.

Amazing friends and they're all s?" 1 1

"Do you... do do you | have pictures

of us?" | wonder. Maybe if | see spictures | can recall anything. Maybe | just need to be told about the life |

remember nothing about to stimulate my memory.

"Of course." | watch as Silas scrolls through his phone. He then handsthe phone and | look at the various

pictures in his gallery. Sof them are for us, sof them are just forand others are for us with a group

of people | don't remember any of them. | stare at the pictures of us and it's hard to deny how in love the two of

us look. "We look so happy and... in love." | hand him back the phone. It's not easy to say these words out loud

to Silas.

"Because we are or were, | mean are." Frustration takes over him as he rubs his face. "I'm sorry. | don't know

what's the right tense to use." "Does this accident make

less?" | ask, fiddling with my fingers.

"Of course not!" he ke you loveanyhout the way he answers makesrelieved.

quickly says. Something a

"Did we use to spend a lot of twith each other?" | ask. | want to know more.

"Almost every day. During college, we live in the sapartment building." My eyes go wide upon hearing that.

The sbuilding? How did we even end up living in the sbuilding?

"Will you... helpout with all of this?" | cautiously ask. | don't want to put any burdens on him, but | have a

feeling that Silas can be of great help.

"I will do anything you want, Rosie. Just tellwhat you want and consider it done," he replies, reaching for my

hand. | like the way our hands fit together.

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