I woke to the sound of my name and beeping machines. Damian, my husband, was hovering over me, tearfully saying, “You’re awake.”<\/p>\n
“You\u2019ve been in a coma for six months,” he explained, his voice cracking. “We weren’t sure you’d wake up.”<\/p>\n
I tried to sit up. “Where\u2019s Zoe?”<\/p>\n
“She\u2019s fine. With your mom. She’ll be here tomorrow.” He kissed my hand. “I thought I lost you.”<\/p>\n
I struggled to remember the accident, but my mind was blank.<\/p>\n
Two weeks later, I was home, watching Zoe play. Damian informed me my next doctor\u2019s appointment was coming up. I felt anxious. “Will they fix Mommy\u2019s memories?” Zoe asked.<\/p>\n
“Memories are tricky,” Damian said. “But we\u2019ll make new ones.”<\/p>\n
I tried to adjust, but one day in the kitchen, as I cut vegetables, a knife slipped and my memories of the crash flooded back. Damian\u2019s cruel words before the crash replayed in my mind: “I\u2019ve met someone else. It\u2019s over.”<\/p>\n
The accident, the pain, the silence. It wasn\u2019t a dream\u2014it was real.<\/p>\n
That night, I confronted Damian. “I remember everything. The fight, Blake… how you were leaving me.”<\/p>\n
His face went pale. “I never meant for this to happen, Mary. I was wrong. I realized how much I love you.”<\/p>\n
I asked, “Where\u2019s Blake now?”<\/p>\n
“She\u2019s gone. I ended it that night,” Damian said.<\/p>\n
“How convenient,” I replied bitterly.<\/p>\n
“I was an idiot,” he admitted. “I almost lost you, and I never wanted that.”<\/p>\n
We talked all night. He begged for a second chance.<\/p>\n
The next day, Zoe came home, sensing the tension. “Are you and Daddy fighting?” she asked.<\/p>\n
Damian knelt beside us. “We love you more than anything, sweetie.”<\/p>\n
“Promise?” she asked.<\/p>\n
“I promise,” I whispered.<\/p>\n
Damian looked at me with regret. “Whatever you decide, I\u2019ll respect it.”<\/p>\n
I held Zoe close. “One day at a time,” I said.<\/p>\n
“One day at a time,” Damian agreed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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