It was hard to open my eyes, almost as if my eyes were glu

standing by the hospital bed I was in. My head was hurti

looking around in confusion. I didn't remember anything that

l, but I would like to perform a little test on you. Do

here's Lucian?" I looked around, groaning in p

he asked another question. "You don't have to worry about Mr. Lucian. He w

st time I remembered anything that

isn't it?"

urora, I don't want you to strain your mind thinkin

harm in this situation. What's the la

mbered was Lucian standing in the kitchen. We were having

and Lucian walked in with a panicked look on

t here as soon as I heard,"

adache, but I'm fine. They're saying it's

all I needed to know that I had lost a huge chu

u remember?

wedding. The house. You... You hate it whe

le. "You always burned

everything? What else have I missed? Was th

y, but they'll come. The part of your brain responsible for your long

d a chair to sit beside me. "You don't need to worry abo

ased. He sounded in co

, the nurse informed me that I was being discha

o the waiting car, but his hand hovered ne

. It looked almost the same, but there were little changes that didn't get past m

The entryway still smelled like citrus, but my favorite vase w

ng felt wrong. Did a lot really change in

he sheets changed this morni

share a ro

, my eyes narro

. "Our room. Sorry. I

wn thoughts. When I stepped into the room, my heart t

ty. No robe slung over the chair. This wasn

all my thin

, remember? You wanted a change. You packed them a

where something like that was possible and I

sn't soun

anged that much

started clearing things out, you said it felt... freeing

wed at the back of my mind. There was something he wasn't tel

is phone. "I'll call Elena. She's your favorite

on't h

pted. "Let me take care

at and let him d

ks of designer clothes. Lucian made all the decisions on the styles,

hushed conversations behind closed doors. He called people and walked away to t

e over the phone one evening as I walked down the hall. "She doesn't

e. Why would he be talking about me in secret? What couldn't they me

this my way. The divorc

That was it. He w

stood there and Lucian turn

ivorce,