Zendaya’s POVWhen I awoke again, I found the strange man to be at the door talking to a doctor. He seemed worried and from time to time he would give a fit with the doctor calming him down.If he was the president, then didn’t he have a country to run? What was he doing by my bedside?I found his attitude to be weird. Why was he really hellbent on getting me out of bed? “She’s awake,” the doctor whispered to him, which I heard as they walked to me. “Hello miss Zendaya. How are you feeling?”“I’m okay,” I sighed. “A bit tired but I think I’ll survive.”I looked to Asher who had his eyes fixed on me. The doctor recalled his staff in the room as they all exited leaving us alone. “How are you?” he asked the minute everyone had gone. Why was everyone not leaving with this man? Who was he? He was creeping me out. “I think I’m fine,” was my reply but I was clearly not fine with him around. I wanted him gone.“Do you remember anything from yesterday?”“I already told you and the other peo
Delia’s POV“What?!” I yelled. “You’re the man here and not me. You should find a way to finish this up.”“Well that’s your problem. They don’t know me but she definitely knows you. That’s why you are the one taking the rap for it and not me.”He looked around and started to fly around packing up his things and dragging his box. Now this was alarming watching him do.“What are you doing?” I asked. “What are you packing your things up for?”“I am fleeing the country and abandoning you.”“What do you mean? I thought you said you loved me.”“That was before I knew what kind of crazy psycho bitch you turned into. I don’t even know what to say about you right now. It’s almost like you don’t care about anyone but yourself. Have you seen what you are? Look in the mirror and you’ll see how dangerous you’ve become. “You don’t care about anyone but yourself. It’s always about you and what you can do and can’t do. You make up plans that can put others into trouble. Now I see why your father loc
Asher’s POVI tried for several days to get her memories back but nothing ever worked. It was almost like I was pouring water on stone. I tried talking to her as a husband would, tried telling her of the tides we had had and the sex we had done in weird places but even that was an epic fail. I even had the children call us on video call but when they had asked what happened to her I said she had fallen while we were playing on a carousel. This had the children happy but they noticed something was off with her.I tried everything with her and yet there was nothing that helped me know she was getting better. It was almost like she was totally gone. I could not believe she was this messed up. I wanted to cry and yell at the universe for messing up my life but I didn’t do that. I calmed myself down and kept trying.All the pictures we had taken, the videos we had made, everything and she still couldn’t remember a damn thing.I was disappointed in myself for not being able to do anythin
Asher’s POVI could not go to the hospital that day because I had to take care of the children and tell them that everything was going to be okay.During dinner, they would not shut up about how they wanted to see their mum in the hospital and I kept putting it off. It was not going to end well if I actually let them go and see her. I knew how it would end.“Come on, we want to see her!” Layla yelled.“You can’t see yet. Not yet. The doctor won’t allow anyone but me in the room.”That was the excuse I kept on giving. If they saw her state, they would see she was in a worse state than before. I did not want them to start thinking that she had been involved in something worse than just an accident. “How about we watch movies and play games?” I brought it up as they cheered.Throughout the night, to avoid their questions, I played countless games with them until they passed out. That was very tiring but this method would work until she was out of the hospital.My problem came when I wo
Zendaya’s POVA few days later, I was treated and found perfectly okay to go home. This was not a surprise seeing as the major problem had been the gunshot and my amnesia as the doctor called itThe funny thing was that I didn’t feel like I had amnesia. I felt normal and okay. Maybe that was how it worked. Asher came to personally take me home and he brought a limousine with everyone taking pictures while I walked through the hospital halls.We entered the car and the driver drove us home.“Now you might find the place a bit familiar since you’ve been staying there for a while,” he said and I was excited to know that there was something I could at least remember, however when we got there, I found that I could not remember the house at all.I tried really hard to remember the house before me but it was impossible. I felt like I had never set foot in this place before.“So… what do you think?” he asked at the compound grounds but I shrugged.“I… don’t remember being here,” I sighed. “
Zendaya’s POVI felt guilty after sleeping that night, waking up the next morning feeling lost and confused. I didn’t know who I was or why I had done to deserve this but I hated this feeling.I was the only one around that was confused. I had a family I didn’t know and I hated that they were all trying to help me remember who I was but it wasn’t working. I tried staring into the ceiling to know if I could remember anything but even that did nothing to help my anxiety.Everything seemed so comforting in this place and familiar but I couldn’t remember anything.Like when I had woken up, I had placed my hand on the bedside to grab my phone as it was a reflex action. I didn’t even know how I was capable of doing that but it all boiled down to the fact that I had been living in the place for too long and my body knew what to do.A knock on the door with it opening had me smiling just as the triplets entered.“Good morning mummy,” they said at the same time without looking at me. I greeted
Delia’s POVIt had been days since I got information that Zendaya was back from the hospital but she was still having memory loss. This was my chance to go for Asher and get him back. He would not argue with me, after all his girlfriend was no longer the same person.Her memory was screwed. I was sure she wouldn’t even love him the same way. I was still afraid that if she regained her memory I would be screwed. This was clearly Marcus’s fault. Why would he shift blames?I had shot her but while taking out the body, should he not have seen that she was still breathing?Now I had to deal with his failures. And he had even left the country. Since Zendaya was without her memories and by now the children had gone to school, then it meant I could pay her a visit. Of course Asher would not be home so there was no need getting worried over him being home.I got into my car and drove to the mansion. At the gates, the guards stopped me and I tried to get inside. Why would they stop me? I had
Asher’s POVAs soon as I got out of the car, one of my guards came to me with a wary look in his eyes. I knew something was wrong.“What is it?” I asked as he looked into the house.“Delia came around. She’s in there.”This had me fuming. What did she want? To ruin my life and my relationship? I had to stop her before it would get out of hand.“Why didn’t you stop her from getting into the house?!” I yelled.“Miss Zendaya told me to let her in.”“She has amnesia. Did you fucking forget that? She doesn’t remember who Delia is.”I rallied the security men in the house as we entered and started searching around for her.“Where is she?” I asked a confused Zendaya.“Who?”“Delia. She entered here. My men said they saw her go in with you.”“Oh you mean Mary? She went to the restroom.”That was no Bloody Mary. That was the demon herself. I decided that I was going to intervene. I ordered for her to be dragged out of whatever hole she was hiding in which they went round searching for her. Th