He leaned forward, kissed my forehead, and said, “From tomorrow onwards we will start with your physiotherapy sessions, as you were in a coma for so long, your body is stiff, physiotherapy will help you to recover soon, and you will be able to walk again.”
Saying that he left the room, I don’t know what this feeling is but for a moment I felt like I fell in love with him at first sight, he was so caring and gentle, but again the question came to my mind: who is he?
After he left, a group of doctors came into the room and started doing different checkups on me.
One of the doctors, I think he was the head doctor, said, “Miss Gilbert, it’s a miracle that you woke up again even after the severe head injury.
Miss Gilbert, we will start with your physiotherapy sessions from tomorrow, if you want to recover soon, try to give your best and don’t let Mr. Walter wait for more.”
I frowned at his words, as I didn’t get the meaning of ‘Let Mr. Walter wait for more’ who is Mr. Walter and for what he is waiting for and how it is related to me.
As if the doctor read my mind, he said, “Don’t push yourself, you will understand everything once you recover.”
After saying that, he was ready to leave, but before leaving, he said, “We will start the physiotherapy sessions from tomorrow at 9 am.”
I can’t move my body; I was between strangers, I don’t know their purpose, I know that there is no free meal in the world, and what will these people get from a person like me.
As I was pondering these questions, the door of the room again opened from outside, and the Greek God came with a tray of food in his hands.
I think he was more than 6 feet in height and he has a great body. He came and sat on the bed, and said gently, “As you have woken up, eat something, it will give you some energy, so that at least you can talk for longer.”
Jane’s POV
He helped me in eating some food; he wiped my face gently. He said, “I will help you to wipe your body after that; you can sleep for some time.”
When he said, I panicked and said with all my strength, “N. no . no, I am fine like this”
How can I allow him to wipe my body? I don’t even know him.
When I said this, I saw him smiling from year to year, and he said, “You deny me, but what if I had already seen your body when you were in a coma?”
After I heard him, my ears got red; I could not face him, he is right, I don’t know what all happened with me in the last one year.
I think when he noticed my embarrassment, he laughed and said, “Don’t worry angel, I haven’t done anything wrong in your eyes. Mary, my head maid, had taken care of you for the last one year.”
When he said, I felt relieved. But what caught my attention was he called me angel, wherein I think he is a fallen angel, who saved me.
After saying this, he kissed my forehead before leaving.
I want to stop myself from having any feelings for him, I don’t even know his name, leave about the purpose, and leave behind helping me, but his gentleness and care are playing with my mind.
After he left, an older lady came into the room, smiled gently, and said, “Let me help you wipe your body, it is really great to see you finally awake, after a year. We thought that you would never wake up, but the young master had a strong faith, see he was right”.
She wiped my body, talking about her young master, and to my surprise, I loved to listen about him. I felt like she should continue, and I can hear her for hours.”
After she wiped my body and left the room, I felt fresh but tired at the same time, I felt sleepy, and in a few minutes I slept.
The next day the doctor came at the time he had said, but what surprised me more was, the person whom they call Mr. Walter was also here.
He helped me throughout the session; he was continuously wiping my sweat, which I got because of the sessions.
He seems to be more concerned about my healing. I can see lots of care in his eyes. I want to talk to him.
After the session was over, I was lying on the bed, and he was working. He looked very handsome when he was busy.
I wanted to know about him and his purpose of doing so much for me, so I asked, “What is your name?”
He looked at me and said, “I am Marco Walter.”
I nodded slowly and opened my mouth again to ask more questions, but his phone started ringing, he looked at me, smiling apologetically, “excuse me”, and saying this he left the room.
A month passed, and now I can walk slowly on my own. But still, in this one month, all I know about the angel who helped me was his name and a business tycoon.
He is a gentleman with a gentle temper. He is always busy, but still, he makes sure to have dinner with me.
His bedroom is on the first floor, and my room is on the ground floor. I have never seen his bedroom because I cannot walk properly until now.
I am just able to walk for a maximum of 10-15 steps, and I get tired.
I sometimes feel like my body froze for a year, and now it’s melting slowly.
I got to know that I am in Chicago, I don’t know where my Dad and sister is, I just miss my Mum so much.
I can’t even go to her grave; I don’t know whether my Mum will forgive me or not for what I did?
She always used to say that running away from a problem is never a solution, and I tried to apply that throughout my life, but that horrible night, I was weak.