Chapter Twelve

Kalia.

I sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor's office waiting for the nurse to finish finalizing sat in the quiet, sterile atmosphere of the doctor’s office, waiting for the nurse to finish up Jake's discharge papers.

The sound of her typing was kind of therapeutic, soothing even. I had no idea what I was doing, but maybe this could work in my favor.

If Jake didn't remember me or the things I did, Maybe we could cohabitate better.

He had been in the hospital for a week now, he had almost fully recovered apart from the memory loss but he was going to use a wheel chair for a few more days.

With his memories gone, he had been surprisingly pleasant, I had been by his side every day helping feed him, change him and even spend some time with him.

I felt him move and turned to look at him, he was sleeping there so peacefully, like a baby.

I took his hand in mine, feeling the warmth of his skin, in that mom grateful that things hadn't been worse than now.

The nurse hand