Filed To Story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
He half smiled at her,
“Around Christmastime,”
Was all he stated.
“I’m guessing exactly why mother sent you here, and why you all decided on a ski trip as well. To have me elsewhere when that restraining order ends.”
He put to her, he wasn’t so stupid.
“This had better not be why you’re ducking that holiday at that time of year. I will tell Wil, I heard he said he’d stop being your lawyer if you didn’t listen to him anymore”
Veronica smiled at him all sweetly
Seems she didn’t believe him at all.
“He did. I’m not the one in contact with her, that be Wils no he shrugged Tm staying away as per the order”
And he would do so, but only so she could see he wasn’t a threat to her and the children. Like she thought he was
Til book for five to seven days depending on what I can get, and I’ll try to cross it over a weekend so as not to disrupt your work too much, but i can’t guarantee it will be before Christmas. That will depend on availability”
Five to seven fun snow??illed days sounds good to me.”
Calvin nodded, though he doubted he was going to be there, but would play at being there. Because if that DNA came back as he had children. Things would change for him and quickly so, but he wasn’t about to let that out of the bag. if he stated that he thought Marilyn was Marrin, and she had twin boys that looked just like him, Veronica would either stare at him and rant about it or she would nod slowly, and then go and tell their mother. He knew that his mother would be on him like she had been when Marilyn had been here; only this time it would be her wanting to see photos of the twins, and then she’d be trying to convince him to let her go and talk to Marilyn herself…
Calvin thought about that as his sister left his office, and he wondered if sending his mother or even one of his sisters out there to talk to Marilyn, was a better idea than going himself. His mother had gotten along with Marrin, loved her and he knew it. She’d been almost as devastated as he had been when hearing about Marrin being on that plane, and then that she wasn’t, but was still missing.
He’d never confessed to anyone, not even his mother, about the divorce. She’d learned about it the day everyone here in Houston had. Via Wil’s press release about it, the day after, he’d come across her for the first time, and he had yet to have his mother come to him about it.
Calvin knew a part of him was still in fact waiting for her to do so, to ask him why, and another part of him thought she was disappointed in him, and that he’d divorced her without telling anyone, not even her, the reason why. So she didn’t bring it up, couldn’t understand it, he supposed. Seeing as like everyone else here in Houston, she’d thought they were happy.
He had no idea how his mother was going to react to the news of her having grandchildren out there that she didn’t know about. She was big on family, held a full family dinner every second Sunday. He’d actually paid for the dining room expansion as the family had continued to grow, so she could still hold it.
A New Plan Formulates
Calvin
Calvin had sat staring at the DNA test results when they came in. The twins, Callum and Vincent, were not only Marilyn’s biological children, but his as well. It was a 99.9% match. He now had complete and undeniable, 100% solid proof that Marilyn was in fact Marrin. His hands kind of shook as he put the papers down on his desk.
A part of him had been hoping he was not wrong, but another bigger part of him was praying that he had been, and that she was Marrin’s twin, because if she wasn’t Marrin, he wouldn’t have harmed her in anyway. Now here it was in black and white, he’d attacked and hospitalised the woman he actually loved. The mother of his children.
Marilyn, he knew from the hospital reports, did actually have a full diagnosis of amnesia and that was why she didn’t recognise him. He closed his eyes and tried to deal with this proof of what he’d done to her. He’d nearly killed her, could have killed her, and he’d not meant to. He could have orphaned his own children and, without knowing about them being his, they could well have ended up in some shitty foster home, that treated them like garbage: just like Marrin herself had gone through growing up.
He had to take a moment to calm himself down, and refocus himself. Stay put and not get up and rush off to her home and apologise and beg for forgiveness. Because she wasn’t Marrin anymore. He pulled up her medical file and really read through it, didn’t skim a single thing, she actually had a full diagnosis of amnesia, right from the moment she’d woken up.
In that medical file he read from her neurosurgeon’s notes there was he thought one of three possible types of amnesia that she could be suffering from. Calvin had to educate himself about those very things because there were in fact six types of amnesia one could suffer from. But her neurosurgeon had written that only three could match her symptoms.
1, retrograde amnesia, which made the recalling of events or information prior to the onset of amnesia difficult. 2, post??raumatic amnesia, which was caused by a brain injury and made it difficult for her to recall events, not only before but sometimes after the injury as well, and could cause her to have difficulty forming new memories.
Though there was no mention of that in her file and Calvin knew that she could write her books and recall who had attacked her, so he didn’t think that part of her brain was affected. The third one was dissociative amnesia, which was caused by psychological trauma or stress and made it difficult to recall personal information or specific events in one’s own life.
There was a note from her neurosurgeon that Marilyn had a complete lack of memories from before waking up in the hospital. She didn’t even know how she’d gotten there, didn’t recall the car accident she’d been in. That he thought her amnesia was likely to be post??raumatic amnesia because the other two types were usually only short??ived and memories would normally come back within weeks or months.
He’d thought it was likely she’d been awake for the entire accident, and she was so broken and battered and in to much pain from it, that she couldn’t deal with the memory of it, so her brain closed it off to her. That she may or may not get her memories back in time. There was no guarantee of anything.
Calvin sat wondering after reading everything about the different types of amnesia, and he wondered if
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A New Plan formulates maybe it was a combination of all three types. Because, yes, she’d been in an accident and gotten a head Injury, but post??raumatic amnesia was said to resolve itself 90% of the time, whereas retrograde was more likely to be permanent, but he had to consider the dissociative amnesia because of the divorce and her leaving him. Her changing her name two days prior to that accident she’d been in.
He had to consider how upset she’d been at the time, the way she’d actively wanted to get away from him, changed her name in order to do so even. So maybe a part of Marrin, the part that thought he was kicking her out of the country for good, that part of her that had just decided to become someone new. Wanting a completely new life, a fresh start away from him and, with that, not wanting anything to do with him ever again, and the accident, it had just become a full reality for her, due to her traumatic brain injury. Something he had no idea of if it would ever even resolve itself, if she would recall being Marrin.
If that never happened, then the only memories of him she was going to retain, were of him being a tyrant that wanted to hurt her, all his anger. He downed a drink from his bar cart as he tried to absorb it all.
Dealing with what he suspected was the truth and, now knowing without a doubt, what the actual truth was, were he realised two very different things.
He didn’t want her to think of him like that, but how was he going to change that for her, for the twins even? It was all any of them knew of him. He was reaching for the bottle of whiskey again when he realised he was going to get blindingly drunk in an effort to obliterate what he’d done. That wasn’t fair to her, to his children.
No, he had to deal with it, and knowing what he’d done was a penance for his actions, he would have to live with it every single day just like they had to. He put the lid back on the bottle and put it down, walked back. over to his desk and looked at the picture of her and his boys for a long time. He’d been so very wrong about her for all these years, blamed her for everything, when she had done nothing wrong.
He sat down in his chair and picked up the photo of the three of them, the family he’d always wanted, and screwed up all on his own. He felt heat behind his eyes as his vision blurred, and he had to blink back tears.
“I did this to us Marrin, I will fix it. We’ll have that family you wanted, be together. I promise you I’ll never give up on you, on us, our boys. Even if you never recall yourself as Marrin, I will bring us back together. Show you ! love you.”
he put that photo on the desk where he could look at it openly, while he thought about how he could do that.
He sat and looked at the other photos of her and the boys that Phillipe had sent him and came to a halt at a picture of the twins getting out of the car to got to school. Their school name was on the gate in the photo and an idea formed of how he could start the process of showing them he wasn’t a monster.
It was quite simple, he realised as a new plan formulated inside his mind. He was quite charitable with his money, donated to many things every year, be it hospitals, disease research, scientific research or the homeless and women’s shelters. Surely there was a way he could incorporate a charity for a school into that.
He looked up the school that the boys were attending, a public school. That surprised him a little considering how much money she had. Maybe there weren’t any private ones around, or perhaps she just thought public school was good for them, so they wouldn’t have that mentality of they were wealthy and above everyone else.
He himself had attended public school, as had she for that matter, so maybe something deep down inside of her didn’t see a need for a private education to be attended, she was doing just find with her public school education
A New Plan Formulates
He was sitting tapping his fingers on the desk. He knew he could work with the information he was looking at for the school, could see the size of the school, and his brain was already calculating what it would cost for him to upgrade the school to the latest smart technology. Nothing to him or his company really. It would all be tax??eductible anyway, so it didn’t matter.
Calvin looked at that photo and nodded
“Baby steps.”
He stated
New Book: Returned To Make Them Pay
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