Filed To Story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
Because they didn’t consider each other family?
He could only hope that Marilyn would be willing to answer him some politely asked questions if he could get in to see her and if he could be allowed to explain absolutely everything to her, how his divorce had actually come about.
But then again, Marilyn didn’t know of him or who he was. There had been no recollection at all in her when laying eyes upon him. Maybe Marrin had kept him and Marilyn completely in the dark about each other, because it was just a contract marriage between them.
It was unlikely anything about him and Marrin would reach her sister in Virginia. They were only well known here in Texas and the industry they’d worked in as well. He highly doubted that Marilyn, being, from what Wil had told him, a bit of a recluse, would be online reading the social or business pages from other states when none of it concerned her, and didn’t have anything to do with her world.
Marrin was logical and analytical minded, using her left??ide brain, whereas Marilyn was intuitive and creative and used her right??ide brain. Those two women, they ran in two very different worlds; that much he did now actually understand. He’d had all day to try and sort it out and process it in his mind.
A New Obsession
He had to apologise and sit down to talk with Marilyn. Though there was also a chance that maybe Marrin knew what was going on and just hadn’t arrived in the country yet. That would depend on where she lived, or maybe Marilyn had told Marrin not to come at all.
That, though, made him wonder yet again as to why wouldn’t Marilyn put Marrin down as her next of kin? He was thinking about that very thing now, and it dawned on him that Marilyn had had a severe head trauma once before. What if she simply didn’t recall anything, what if she had amnesia herself, and had forgotten her sister?
He didn’t much like that thought at all, so many women had claimed to be Marrin but hadn’t remembered due to having amnesia, and now here he was thinking that himself. He had to let it go. There could be any number of reasons for those two women not to be in each other’s lives.
Calvin clearly knew nothing about either of them. Or understood their reasons for why they did whatever it was they did. He himself was logical??inded, like Marrin had been, but he was emotionally stunted, or that is what he’d been called once by Wil himself. Analytical not emotional, 90% of the time; it’s why a contract marriage suited him in the first place.
All Calvin knew right this minute was that he was going to need Marilyn’s help, and he had no idea if she would help him at all; if, and, or when, she woke up. He did know her agent, Lisa, and her lawyer, Hamilton, weren’t going to like him showing up at the hospital, and they weren’t going to be willing to give him any other information on her either, so he could in fact figure it out. They would just see it as him still being obsessed with her being Marrin.
But he had to try, because what was he going to tell Marrin if her sister never woke up? Because of what he’d done to her! He was responsible for this, and if Marrin did, by some miracle turn up here to see her sister. She could well hate him for the injuries he’d caused to her. It was also unlikely he thought that she would believe that he still loved her, not after this. Not after all he’d done to Marilyn.
Wil had been right in the car that first time. If she was Marrin, how could he expect her to forgive him for doing this to her? If she wasn’t Marrin, how would Marrin feel about what he did to someone that looked just like her? Now he had to contend with thoughts of whether Marilyn was Marrin’s twin sister. How would Marrin feel about what he’d done to her sister, thinking it was her?
He was screwed and he knew it. He’d let his obsession turn dark and get all twisted up inside his mind as well as get the better of him. When he should have just accepted his own mistake, and moved on with his life. As Marrin herself had done, thinking he didn’t love her at all.
Marilyn
Her eyes opened as she picked up the sounds of hospital equipment beeping around her. It was not a sound she was likely to ever forget after spending many weeks in a hospital once before. She was also hit with the famillar scent of hospital??rade disinfectant.
Her eyes moved slowly about the room she was in, taking it all in, a room with a fully closed glass door and a nurse sitting out there at the desk beyond the door. She recognised this very room as being one from an ICU ward. It looked much the same as the one she had woken up in, back in Virginia eight years ago. Marilyn sighed to herself as she started to comprehend her situation.
It took almost a full minute before she recalled what had actually happened to her and how she’d come to be here in this very room; the altercation in the stairwell between herself and Calvin Reeves. He’d tried to make her expose her left side to him, and she tried to stop him, but he’d forced her to in the end.
That right as she’d really tried to yank herself from his grip, while she’d been yelling at him to let go of her, he had let go of her at that exact moment, and she’d stumbled backwards and her right foot had not met with the ground, but had gone down the step directly behind her, unexpectedly.
She had completely lost her balance and, with the effort she had been using to free herself from his grip, and then his sudden releasing of his death??ike grip on her wrist and her shirt, had seen her go tumbling down the stairs. She recalled screaming and thinking she needed to protect her head as she fell, recalled the pain of the actual fall as well; where her body had hit the edges of the concrete stairs.
Her hand felt heavy when she lifted it to touch her head as she felt a throbbing headache start inside it. She saw that she had a white cast on her arm, encasing part of her hand and her wrist; it went all the way up. almost to her elbow. That was why it was heavy, she realised.
Her eyes moved to the glass door of the room as it slid open and the nurse she’d seen a moment ago out there at her desk, walked into the room.
“You’re awake finally,”
she stated as she looked down at her.
“My head hurts.”
She managed to get out after a moment of thought
“Alright.”
the nurse nodded.
“I’m Georgia, your nurse, you’re in the ICU”
She was told, Tve just paged your doctor to let him know you’re awake. I’d like to do a set of neuro observations on you. If you’re alright with that, that will involve…”
“I know what they are,”
Marilyn stated with a slight nod, and she did.
“I’ve had them before.”
Her pupil dilation was checked by the nurse, and the strength of both her arms, though the broken one caused her a bit of pain. But she could grip the nurse’s hand and squeeze it. One leg was all good but the other hurt quite a bit and lifting it was hard.
Georgia smiled at her, happy with her response.
“Pretty good, that leg has a swollen knee and a broken ankle, so that’s why it’s difficult for you/To be expected, I would think. Now can you tell me your name?”
“Marilyn Riddley, she answered.
“Age?”
“Mm…”
It took her a few seconds to recall it, her mind felt foggy to her,
“36,”
she finally answered,
What do you do for a living?”
Georgia asked her
Marilyn half smiled at the nurse,
“Now there’s some d?j? vu huh!”
she stated as she felt a complete sense of having done all this before. I’m an Author fantasy romance, and I have twin sons; they are seven.”
Georgia chuckled,
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