I was having sleepless nights thinking about my failed marriage and I tried to busy myself with my studies as there was nothing left from my broken marriage. I knew I couldn’t turn back the clock and make everything right as I don’t want to go back to the man whom I loved so wholeheartedly and in return, he slept with another woman in our marriage bed. I just didn't want to bring that scene back to my mind again. I just let it lie in my subconsciousness. And my life just moved on as if I had never gotten married and continued with my daily routine. It was a few days after Marc’s departure that I finally got the courage to call my parents.The phone started ringing but as soon as it was received I heard someone else's voice, it did not sound like my mother but before I could ask that person she said, “ Carmen its aunt Beth your neighbor your parents had an accident and they've been admitted in the hospital please come back ASAP. We are here and taking care of them but you need to hurry

After visiting the solicitor that afternoon I was really shocked and I came back home and went straight to Aunt Beth’s house. I was too shocked to show any kind of reaction at the lawyer's office. It's unbelievable, it really is. I told them I had told the lawyer that I thought he had made a big mistake but he showed me the papers and said that he had already bought the house and had left a substantial sum of money. The lawyer also told me that he had won a prize for his publication at the university a few years ago and that he had saved the rest of his pension from work. Though I just don’t know how he did it. I sank heavily into the chair. My father had saved it for their retirement and he couldn't even enjoy its benefit I was happy as well as sad. “You don't think that Marc would have given the money to him.” Aunt Beth said hesitantly. "Your father is from a different school of thought he would never rely on someone else's money, let alone your husband's" “ I know aunt Beth and I

Cathy lent forward and kissed my cheek.” He's so weak Carmen you will see what I mean. He's too weak to say much don't let him talk just smile at him.”Smile ! Carmen groaned.Cathy opened the door of the room in which he lay and took my hand, leading me across the door towards the bed.A nurse sat at the little desk. She turned her head standing up eyes curious. “Hello.” I glanced at her briefly before turning my head towards the bed.My heart was thudding violently and I was perspiring everywhere.His head lay on the bed and was bandaged all over. The covers were raised on a cradle indicating some damage to the limbs he had and one of his arms was plastered.I was deliberately looking at the exterior details of his appearance because I was afraid to look at his eyes which were now open and visible between the bandages staring at me intently.Cathy's hand tucked my arm imploringly. I was rooted to the spot for

The housekeeper tapped on the door and entered saying dinner was ready and I followed her and went down towards the dining room.As I entered the dining room I saw Cathy and Mathias seated there and they both smiled at me as I entered. I did not see Ria, Marc's sister and was told that I will be meeting her tomorrow as she had stayed back at the hospital. Neither of us spoke throughout the dinner as if we were fighting our demons.After the dinner, Cathy told me to follow her to the library. Mathias excused himself and went off to his room.I sat on the sofa facing Cathy and asked. “What is it, Cathy?”Her dark eyes were steady. “Will you come to meet him tomorrow Carmen?”“I'm not sure I want to see him again as today everything came black in flashes and I am in an ocean of emotional turmoil,” I told her honestly. Seeing him after all these years had not been easy for me and I was not

I wanted to know the depth of situation about Marc's condition so I followed them.As we entered the corridor leading to the doctor's chambers we met a man who was wearing a well-cut suit and he walked towards us and smiled as he held out his hand “ Mrs. Garcia, I'm very happy to meet you.”"The pleasure is all mine doctor but please address me as Carmen and not Mrs. Garcia,” I said sharply looking at Cathy.“This is Doctor Terence the specialist, who has been called in to take over Marc's case.” Cathy explained.I looked at him and said.” You are a psychiatrist?”“Among others,” He said cheerfully as he looked at me curiously. “ And why shouldn’t I call you that?”“We had separated a while ago but not divorced,” I told him firmly.“But he thinks that you are still married to him.”“Whatever he thinks doesn’t matt