CHAPTER 3

PREVIOUSLY

"I'm your husband"

"He is our son"

*NOW**

Anna's POV...

No, it can't be. For crying out loud, I'm a freaking virgin and I don't know him. Who does he think he is to photo shop a picture of me, him and a baby. I don't know why, but I somewhat have the certain urge to see this 'so called baby' he's claiming to be my child. But how on earth will I have a child with someone I've never in my entire life, ever met? Even more, how will I have a husband and not remember? I mean when did I get married? Fine, I had amnesia but there are special memories one can never forget, right? No way! This picture was photo shopped. It's not real.

"You're lying. That's not my child. I am a vir–" I cut myself short before I let my secret out. It's crazy been this mature and still be a virgin.

"You're lying to me. I don't know you. GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME! How dare you touch me! Not only did you photo shop the picture, you also had the guts to lie to me right in my face? What sort of a heartless beast are you? Get out! Leave, NOW! And I don't want to ever see your face around me again, you're pathetic. LEAVE!" I don't know where and how I got the energy and new found boldness to say those words but I did. What sort of a beast is he? For the fact that I had amnesia doesn't give him the right to take advantage of my situation and lie to my face.

I shot a glance at him and gave him a death glare. If only looks could kill... He looked sad and... hurt? Pfft, who cares? He deserves it.

"Look! Are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said? LEAVE NOW!" He reluctantly left the room but the painful and dejected look on his face didn't escape me.

Shortly after, a nurse probably in her early forties stepped into the room rolling a cart my way. "Hi Anna, how are you doing?"

I simply nodded my head still mad at Mr Brown eyes for his immature and selfish behavior.

"I am Mrs Grace and I will be your personal nurse till you're fully recovered. It's nice to finally meet you. Mr Walker has said so much about you the past few years" she said with a friendly smile which I returned with a puzzled look.

"Who's Mr Walker?"

"Oh...uhh... he was the one who just left." With that, she kept quiet as she attended to me using syringes and other hospital things that were on the cart.

When she was done, she gave me a sympathetic look but quickly replaced it with a smile "I want you to be free with me. View me as your... Mother, sister, best friend, cousin, aunty, nurse... just anything and not as a stranger okay? I want you to always express yourself to me and if you're having any pain or headache, feel free to talk to me okay dear?"

I nodded my head, "Thanks"

"No problem dear"

"Are you sleepy?"

"Yeah"

"Alright. I'll just be over there on the couch. If you need anything, hit the buzzer okay?"

"Okay" I slowly drifted off into a land flowing with milk and honey but no dream came my way. It was just blank.

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Anna's POV...

It's been two weeks since I last saw Mr Brown eyes. Not that I'm sad though, I'm just confused at how he claims to be my 'husband' yet he's not trying to prove it. How pathetic!

Mrs Grace had been of great help to me the past two weeks and I must say, I'm gradually becoming better compared to when I just woke up. Good a thing I'm no longer using drip although I am being fed with baby food by her...funny right? Well, she explained to me that my body can only handle soft food and there's no soft food as baby food. I don't really have a problem with that because baby food is actually delicious.

I can now feel and move various parts of my body but not walk. Mrs Grace said my body is numb from been inactive for two years hence I'll need to learn how to be myself and carry out various activities. I can now walk a few steps and that's a good improvement. At least that's what the doctors say. Mrs Grace would bathe me every morning and feed me then roll me to the hospital garden using a wheelchair. When we get there, she would help me out of the wheelchair so I'll be able to walk a bit. Same routine is done in the evening.

When we got back from the garden that evening, Mr Brown eyes was in my room holding a baby. From the dressing, I can tell it's a boy and would be around two to three years of age. Mrs Grace rolled me over to the side of my bed before assisting me to get on it. I adjusted myself on the bed and drank a glass of water before finally looking at Mr Brown eyes. "So I see you don't want to listen to me and learn your lesson huh?" I asked in a calm tone which scared me because I thought I would ask that in a high-pitched voice.

He signalled for Mrs Grace to leave the room and she obeyed. What?! Just like that? What if he's some sort of serial killer or something! Geez!

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to see you. I miss you Anna." He said reaching out to touch my hand and I quickly retracted it. "DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed at him which caused the baby he was holding to flinch and I immediately felt thunderstruck.

My mood softened as I finally noticed the baby. I stared at him for a while and there was something about this baby boy that seemed familiar but I just couldn't pinpoint what it was. He had a familiar brown hair with a light complexion. His eyes were a sea blue, his nose were pointed and had small pink lips. He had big adorable eyes like someone I know of.

My heart started racing as realization hit me...

HE LOOKS LIKE ME!

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