Scarlett “Take a deep breath, Miss,” the doctor advised, trying to calm me down. Eventually, it worked.“That's good. Keep breathing like that,” the doctor encouraged. “Now, Miss Scarlett, how are you feeling today?” I took a minute to think. “I'm fine, I guess.” “Are you feeling any pain anywhere?” I shook my head. “No.” He nodded. “Do you remember how you got here?” No matter how hard I thought about it, nothing came to mind. “No, I don't.” “You were drowning in the ocean.” Pointing towards the strange man beside him, he added, “This gentleman over here, who found you and called the ambulance, is your husband.” I choked on my spit, unable to decide which revelation shook me more: the fact that I was married, or that the man I had just accused of trying to touch me was my husband.“I-I didn't know,” I stuttered.“It's not your fault. We're going to run some more tests on you to find out the reason why you can't seem to remember anything. Everything will be back to normal soon
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