CHAPTER 6: THE MEMORIES

“Charlotte, Natalia will surely be delighted to see you,” Sylus suddenly said to me.

I furrowed my brows while looking at him, making it look like I was still not aware of his daughter with Charlotte, “N-Natalia?”

“Yes, she is our daughter. But she is not here yet, I’ll let you meet her later.”

“I-I have a daughter?”

“Yes, we do. She’s already five years old now.”

I shook my head, my eyes scanning the unfamiliar room frantically, “I-I don’t remember having a child at all. A-And I am not your wife, okay? My name is Amelia Castro.”

His expression softened as he looked at me,“I understand, babe. Just like what the doctor said a while ago, you lost your memories because of the plane crash and it will take you a long amount of time before remembering everything again,” he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. “ I will help you remember everything. If we have to start all over again, then we’ll do it. What’s important is that you’re already here again and we’re going to live as a whole family again.”

That is right. He asked a doctor to come to his mansion to check me. Little did he know that my family has already talked to that doctor, too. My father probably told the doctor to tell Sylus that I really had an amnesia.

“For now, why don’t you change your clothes first then I’ll tour you around the house?”

I slowly nodded my head, “A-Alright. M-May I know where my room is?”

Sylus suddenly chuckled, “You mean, our bedroom? Sure. Follow me.”

As I stood u, I felt my heart started beating so fast from the thought of me sleeping on the same bed with Sylus.

“This is our bedroom. The door on the right is your walk-in closet and beside that is mine. That door on the left is our bathroom. You may check this out if you want. Maybe it would help you remember the things about us. I’ll wait for you downstairs,” Sylus said as he left me inside the bedroom.

As he closed the door and left, I let out a deep sigh of relief.

Gosh.

I didn’t know the first day would be this hard already.  I know it should be easier since I don’t have to act like I know everything about Charlotte Greene and everything that she used to do, but merely dealing with that mafia boss makes my head hurt already.

I roamed my eyes around the room. I suddenly saw a huge wedding portrait of him with Charlotte Greene hanging on the wall. They looked so sweet in their wedding portrait. Sylus had his arms wrapped around Charlotte’s waist as they gazed into each other’s eyes. Charlotte’s face was tilted upwards, her lips slightly parted as if anticipating a kiss. Sylus’ expression was adoring, his eyes filled with love and devotion.

Then I looked at Charlotte again. I have to pretend as her for quite a long time. I took a deep breath, trying to commit every detail about the portrait to my memory. The way Sylus’ eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled, the way Charlotte’s blonde hair cascaded down her back. I suddenly felt a sense of unease wash over me.

How could I  even possibly pull off being this woman?

***

I didn’t really had that much time to look around Sylus and his wife’s bedroom, but for sure I would have some time for it in the following days, anyway.

I took a bath and changed into Charlotte’s clothes. I decided to wear her red off-shoulder dress which falls down above my knee. I guess I have to get used to wearing short dresses from now on since Charlotte loves wearing them so much. I put on some light make up and let my hair down before I decided to go downstairs to meet Sylus again.

A huge smile appeared on his face upon seeing me. He stood up as he spoke, “You’re so beautiful, babe. That dress really suits you. That was the one that you actually wore during our first day of honeymoon.”

Dang it.

I forced a smile on my face, “T-Thanks…”

“So, let’s go? I will tour you around the house.”

“O-Okay…”

I just followed him as he started walking around the house. As I followed him, I couldn’t help but notice the intricate details of the mansion. The high ceilings, the lavish chandeliers, and the priceless artwork on the walls all spoke of opulence and grandeur. No wonder their family is really wealthy.

Sylus pointed out various rooms and objects, sharing stories and anecdotes about their life together. He showed me the library, the music room, and even the private cinema where based on him, was their favorite place to bond as a family.

“This is our garden,” Sylus said, his eyes gazing fondly at the flowers. “ This where we had our first date. You were wearing a pink dress that night and we even argued because you were jealous of another woman. You didn’t even want to talk to me, but then your expression changed when you saw those pink roses around us. You smiled, and your eyes sparkled. I knew right then that I was hooked.” He chuckled, his voice low and husky. “You’ve always loved this garden. Even when you were pregnant with Natalia, you would sit out here for hours, looking at the flowers and talking to them like they were your friends.”

I listened to Sylus’ story, trying to memorize every detail. I looked around the garden, taking in the beauty of the flowers, “I-It’s beautiful here. I can see why I’d want to spend time here.”

Sylus nodded his head, “That’s for sure. You love flowers so much. You love them so much that there was even one time when I got jealous of them. It was because you sometimes want to be in this garden that be with me in our room. In the end, I will just join you here.”