CHAPTER 1

P.S. Please do expect grammatical errors.

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"H-hon..."

I still felt so awkward addressing khian in that way...it's only been a week since I woke up from a coma. Khian, my husband told me that I was involved in a car accident 2 years ago which leads me to lose my memories.

"Hon...?" "Rose, hon?" I could hear khian's gentle voice calling me... "Y-yes...hon...?" I answered him...I looked at him and I could see his fuzzled face..."ohhh...right...sorry..." I forget I was the one who called him first. "Are you okay hon?" He asked me in a very calming voice..."yes hon, I am okay...I just wonder if you could help me go back to my room.."

With that, khian helped me and took me to my room....I lied down and khian sat besides me and asked, "do you need anything hon?" He was really considerate, for the past few days he was always there to take care if me. "No more....I just wanted to rest...." I answered him. Khian then caress my face and kissed me in the forehead, "if you need anything just call me, okay hon?" He told me and I nod in response.

After khian left, I drunked my medicine and did go to sleep, I was still recovering and the same thing happened day after day. Khian takes care of me he also became my personal doctor, yes khian my husband is a doctor.

A month later and I am fully recovered...though my memories is still not back and a part of me is still not used to this, I am still happy because my relationship with my husband has been pretty good. Now we are preparing our things because we are going to U.S.. Khian told me that we would stay there for the mean time until his done settling some thing abroad.

Tomorrow morning will be our flight schedule and our things are all set and prepared.