Dearest Stella,

You are probably wondering why a strange man, who you have no idea is, is writing you this letter. Well it’s because we have been together for 5 years. I’ve known you for a very long time. We met in high school in grade nine. We started dating in year 10 and well now that we’ve graduated, we live together and both attend the same college studying the same course. When you regain the memories of the times we spent together, I hope to dear god that you don’t ever remember the stages you went through which caused you and I to live in hell. Those are the memories that I want you to forget. Never remember again but the sad part is, you need to remember them in order to remember me.

I want you to remember the times from when we first shared our first kiss, to the first date. The first heart break which lasted 2 years. The getting back together. Even raising a child. Yes Stel, you are a mother. Ruby Lee. She is 4 years old this year. If it wasn’t for that douche bag, it wouldn’t have happened. But then you wouldn’t have been blessed with such a beautiful little girl. I remember the day I saw you, carrying a young little girl around. It was precious. I had to get you back. And I did, because you said that you never stopped loving me. Which I hoped for every day.

That’s how I am going to be till you remember me. Your daughter and the little family we have. I can’t wait for you to remember the guys and to remember your best friend from high school. Sarah and Vic are doing a great job helping me look after Ruby. I can’t do it without you. I hate when she asks me where you are or why you can’t remember her. It breaks my heart. Your, I mean I should say our daughter, is so intelligent Stella. She really is. She starts school in about a month and by then she hopes that you are able to walk her in there.

I miss you so much. I admit to myself and to you that it hurts me so much to see you connected to tubes and drips. And in all honestly, this isn’t the first time I’ve seen you like this. I just want you to come out of this okay, I want you to remember all the good things that you’ve been through. I love you with all my heart and so much more. Nothing describes to how much I love you. You loved me once, well twice and a third time won’t hurt one little bit darling. I know you will remember. You will. You are strong, always have been. Again, I love you to the end of time and forever more.

Your beloved partner, your daughter’s father and your best friend,
Jaime.

I read the letter which I found under my pillow, pretty much after I began to choke on the tube which was shoved down my throat. After finally being able to breathe on my own, and after the doctor did tests on me. I read this letter. Jaime, Ruby, Sarah, Vic. All these names, and I don’t remember one. I feel like screaming at the paper in frustration. I can’t remember my daughter, my partner and my best friends. I folded the paper up again and placed it back under my pillow.

I felt myself begin to cry. I pulled my knees up to my chest and cried into the pillow. I didn’t know where I was, I didn’t know why I was here. I wanted answers but I was too distraught to actually find out. How long have I been here for? Why am I exactly here? What could have happened?

‘Miss McDonald?’ Someone said, which brought me back into reality. I slowly opened my eyes and was met with a nurse, I think. She smiled sadly towards me before she began to speak.

‘Hi Miss McDonald. How are you feeling?’ she questioned.

‘How do you think I’d be feeling? I don’t know why I’m here, I don’t know you. I don’t know anything.’ I said back to her with a low, quiet voice. She nodded her head and sighed.

‘The doctor will be right in. I’m Hayley by the way. I’ve been looking after you for about two months now.’ She said.

‘Wait, did you just say two months?’ I questioned staring at her.

‘That is exactly what she said Miss McDonald. I’m Doctor Francis. I was also looking after you for the two months.’ The doctor said as he walked over to the monitor on my left and inspected it.

‘Why?’ Is all I could question

‘Because, Tuesday March 24th, you were driving to a bar to meet your friends and partner, where you were hit by a drunk driver who swerved onto the wrong side of the road. This accident left you in a coma with serious head injuries, for two months to be exact.’ He said as he stood at the foot of my bed. I just stared at him. I stared at him, just stared. I had nothing to say but I wanted to cry. It didn’t take long but I soon felt warm, salty tears hit my mouth.

‘Doctor, what happened to the other driver?’ I questioned with the tears streaming down my face.

‘He wasn’t hurt as badly as you. When you were brought in though, you had blood lose and bleeding on your brain. Broken bones and bruising. Now here comes the hard part. The bleeding on your brain, most defiantly caused memory loss. Which means you aren’t able to remember anything. From high school to what you ate for dinner on the night of you accident.’ The Doctor said as he sighed.

‘Is that why I can’t remember a Jimmy? Uh wait... His name was ah…’ I asked.

‘Jaime.’ The doctor said with a smile. ‘I am guessing you found the note then?’ He questioned. I nodded in response.

‘He has come in every day since the accident. That man truly loves you Stella. He is a lucky man. And your daughter is such a beautiful girl.’ Hayley said with a smile.

‘I wish I knew, honestly. But I can’t.’ I said dropping my eyes to my hands.

‘It’s okay Stella, He’ll be here in about 45 minutes. We haven’t actually told him that you were awake. We thought we’d surprise him. But we will warn him that you don’t remember him nor your daughter.’ The doctor said. I again just nodded and tried to lie back down, in a comfortable position.

‘We’ll let you rest now .’ Hayley said before exiting the room after the doctor left. I was left to myself to think about nothing. I couldn’t remember a single soul. Nothing! I rolled over to my side and closed my eyes. The slumber setting in rather quickly, to lead me onto a god awful dream.

~~

I was awoken by a quiet sob coming from next to me. I opened my eyes slowly to see a man sitting next to me in a chair, hands covering his crying face. I looked to the end of my bed to see a younger girl who looked to be the age of three or four just staring at me. I smiled to her and she smiled back to me.

‘Mummy.’ She spoke in a very soft voice. I looked at her and felt tears run down my face.

That staring at me with brown hair, brown eyes staring into mine. Her smile made the cutest dimples which sat each side of her mouth. Her button nose sat perfectly in the middle of her face, was my daughter and for dear life, I couldn’t remember her.

I pulled my attention back to the man sitting in the chair. His black hair spiked up. He looked tanned and well that’s all I could see at the moment.

‘Daddy, Daddy. Mummy’s awake.’ The younger one said at the foot of my bed. She was slightly jumping which kinda hurt my legs. The man who sat next to me shot his head up. His brown eyes looking at me. Puffy eyes at that. His white teeth shined as he smiled at me. He also had dimples which formed next to his mouth. His nose perfect. His jaw line visibly seen. Tattooed left arm. The way his eyes would crinkle at the sides.

‘Hi.’ He said with his voice sounding hoarse. I nodded my head at him and smiled.

‘I’m Jaime.’ He said as he lent his elbows on his knees. I again nodded my head and smiled. I had no idea what to say. But then again I did.

‘Thank you so much for the letter.’ I said as I reached under the pillow and unfolded it. He nodded his head and grabbed it from me. He smiled then looked down to the writing. The tears that formed in his eyes made me feel so bad that I couldn’t remember.

‘I’m sorry.’ I said as I looked at him. ‘I’m so sorry.’ I spoke feeling the tears.

‘Don’t be sorry.’ He said. ‘One day you will remember. The doctors are more than positive that you will regain all your memories back. We just have to keep re-jogging it.’ He spoke, taking my hand. The younger one out of us, crawled up next to me. She placed her tiny hand on top of mine and she smiled.

‘I’m Ruby.’ She said with a twinkle in her eyes.

‘Hi Ruby.’ I spoke. She again smiled at me and squeezed my hand.

‘So if the doctor said that we need to re-jog my memory, where do we start?’ I said as I moved my hand away and placed it in my other hand.

‘I don’t know where we would start.’ Jaime said as put Ruby on his lap.

‘Should we start from the start?’ I said as I looked at him.

‘Okay. Well…’ Jaime began to explain everything.

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