Monica’s POV
I had just made sure Macy and Mason were sleeping, and I walked down the hallway to my room. Locking the door behind me as soon as I entered, I felt my throat was dry.
My gaze landed on the halfway drunk bottle of water and I walked towards it but paused in my tracks when I realized I wasn’t in my room again.
Looking around, I saw tall trees just growing and growing and fear gripped me. “Where am I?” I muttered under my breath as I hugged myself in trepidation.
I sat on the bare ground, looking around from time to time in fear. I looked up again and the trees just grew taller. They grew so tall that they were almost touching the eye-blinding sun.
“Monica” shivers ran down my spine when I heard a deep loud voice calling my name. “Monica” this time the person called loudly, and my hands began to tremble.
Turning my head side to side with tears gathering in my eyes, I instantly closed my eyes and when I opened them again, I felt a grip on my shoulders.
Looking forward, I saw a black-haired man staring at me with a mix of fear and sadness. “Who are you?” I asked and he fell mute.
I sat still on the floor as I looked around in confusion. “Where am I?” I asked, trying to get a whip of my surroundings.
“I’m Nicholas your husband” the black-haired man responded, his eyes baring nothing but fear and confusion. “Honey, is this a joke? Are you playing a prank on me? Where are the kids?” he asked, his blue eyes filled with worry and concern for me staring back at me.
I stared back at him frozen, “Kids? I have kids?” i asked, my eyes looking around again to understand where i was.
“Honey, what’s happening? What is this? Please talk to me? Why are you on the floor?” The blue-eyed man asked, his voice breaking as tears began to gather in his eyes.
I still didn’t know who he was or why he was crying. I didn’t even know where I was and why it was on the floor.
The room felt strange to me, but the man whose hands were on my shoulders didn’t feel strange at all. It seemed like my heart knew and recognized him and I felt at ease by just staying close to him.
“Monica please”, tears ran down my cheeks as he stared at me and I frowned even more “baby stop looking like you don’t know me. You’re scaring me” he added.
I continued looking at him in confusion until a memory snapped and soon all my memories started flooding my brain like water rushing into a drainage.
“Nicholas” I whispered, the realization slowly dawning on me that my brain tumor wasn’t getting any better.
“Yes, yes it’s me” Nichole said abruptly, as he dragged me to himself and engulfed myself tightly in his arms. “Honey, what happened? You were on the floor dazed. You scared the s**t out of me. Please don’t ever do that” he said, his voice low and rough because of how he cried.
Tears gathered in my eyes as I suddenly realized that this illness wasn’t going to get better. It was getting worse by the day.
Nicholas broke the hug with his hands on each side ofmy shoulder while still sitting on the floor “What was that?” he asked.
I quickly blinked my lashes several times to prevent the tears from spilling onto my cheeks and I forced a smile, “I’m sorry about that honey. I was just playing a prank on you” I said, giving the most reassuring smile I could give.
Nicholas leaned in again, dragging me to himself as he hugged me again. “Please don’t play that sort of prank on me again. That was too real. You looked like you were lost and confused and that scared the s**t out of me”
My hands slowly climbed their way up his back as I patted him gently and the tears I had been trying to hold spilled on his black sleeve shirt. “I’m sorry” I managed to say, my voice barely audible and even breaking.
“It’s okay. I cannot get angry over anything you do. I love you too much to be angry over a minor prank, but don’t just play that sort of expensive game with me again. For a moment I felt, you had lost your memories, and you couldn’t remember me”, Nicholas explained, and more tears gushed from my eyes which were already stinging.
The fact was that I actually lost my memories for more than five minutes, and it was never like that. I do forget things but completely forgetting everything I know has never happened.
This was a clear indication that my life was ending in a month’s time. It pierced my heart to realize that I was going to forget and leave everyone who had ever shown me how it felt to be loved.
Nicholas tried to break the hug, but I quickly held him tightly round his shoulders. “Honey are you alright?” He asked, concern evident in his voice.
“Yes I am. I just want us to stay in the position a little longer” I said, not willing to see me crying my eyes out. I used my right hand as I placed it on my mouth, trying to cover the silent sobs that threatened to escape.
“I’m happy everything is finally falling into place honey. We have the kids to ourselves and we don’t have to get worried about Ethan or Mia or any court-related stuff. I’m overjoyed right now, Monica. I’m happy you’re here with me and the kids are safe and also here in this house.”
I could hear the excitement and happiness in his voice and I wondered within myself if he would ever be the same when he finds out about my illness.
“I’m glad I met you, Monica. You’ve brought light and spectacular, amazing kids to my ti my life. I love you to the sun and moon and I will never get tired of telling you these words” he uttered, pecking me on my spine and I sobbed even more.
This can’t be how my life will end. There ought to be another way. I can’t leave this loving and caring man behind in this world. I wasn’t even given a chance by the universe to witness my children’s first birthday.
Life is cruel and just when it started getting sweet and easy for me, it turned his ugly side to me once again.