Chapter 61

I stood up from my place when they reached us and immediately I hugged her mom and began to sob on her shoulders. I don't know why I did but I wanted to do. When the doctor who performed her surgery came out of her room, we rushed towards him hoping to hear good news. "Doctor! What happened to my daughter? How is she? Is she okay?" They asked the question one by one and the doctor looked at us sympathetically. "Her left shoulder was severely injured and there was some minor fracture happened due to the impact. We tried our best and she will get conscious anytime soon but the pain will be unbearable, so it's better to keep her unconscious to continue the treatment." They nodded their head as comprehension and I saw a glint of sadness in Mrs.Stevlon's face but she stayed stronger for her daughter. --- It's been three days since they were admitted to the hospital and none of them opened their eyes. Sheila got conscious two days ago but as per the doctor's suggestion, they kept her unconscious to provide treatment. Uncle James and Aunt Flaizel had arrived the next day morning and both their parents are here in the hospital till now. Uncle James offered Sheila's Parents to stay one of his cottages but they declined politely and booked one room near the hospital. Now we are waiting for Harry's get well. But I'm not sure how will he react once he came out of the coma and the think made me terrible. An hour later, Aunt Flaizel went to his room adamant to see her son, ignoring the doctor's suggestions as to wait for two more days, but she rushed out of his room the moment she entered. He was lying on the bed unconsciously, a bandage wrapped around his head, bruised face, skin turned into pale looked like a ghost as ever. It reminds me of the accident he had met two years ago. --- Currently, we have been waiting for the doctor's information about his condition. When the doctor came out of his room after finishing his final check-up, we all stood from our place and approached the doctor at the same time. "Dr. Philips, How is my son?" Uncle James asked. "He is conscious now and when I go through all his documents that Dr.Throne has mailed me, I have found some odd changes in his brain nerve." We all looked at him having a puzzled look on our face. "It seems he got his memories back and his behavior is saying the same when I asked him some random question. He was quite rude." Dr. Philips informed us and I froze on my spot. I don't know whether to be happy nor be Sad. 'What if he forgot Sheila?' The question popped into my mind making me groan internally. "Dr. Philips by chance did he ask anyone particular?" I asked hoping he would have asked but the hope in my face faded when Dr. Philips shook his head slowly. My shoulder slummed down and I looked at Kevin who was staring at me like he is thinking the same as what I have been thinking. Uncle James and Aunt Flaizel went to his room but they came out in a minute more than I thought. Uncle John seemed to relax where Aunt Flaizel has a worried expression on her face. "Aunt! What happened? Is he alright?" "Yeah. Quinn. He seemed better than the last time we have seen but he is not like to have us in his room." She explained and I found this as odd behavior. I and Kevin entered his room and saw him sitting on the bed, head buried between his hand. "Harry! Are you okay?" I asked. His head snapped towards us but he furrowed his brows disappointedly. "Haven't I cleared myself that I don't want to see anyone right now?" He said in a very cold voice. "Harry! Your memory is back." I said to light his mood up but he gave me a hard glare as saying shut the fuck up. "So what Quinn!" he snapped and hissed in pain. "Harry! Please don't strain yourself." I pleaded and tried to help him lay down on the bed but he pushed my hand away. Once he was settled onto his bed, I dared to open my mouth again. I just want to know the answer which haunting me for the past hours. "Harry! Do you expect anyone-- anyone here?" I asked finding my voice shutter thinking what if he says no and what if he won't remember sheila anymore. And my assumption is right. He said the answer I don't want to hear in my life. "Are you sure?" I asked again hoping he will try to remember her but when he looked at me with a bored expression, it was cleared that he does not want to continue the conversation further. "Please leave me alone! I need some space." He raised his voice. Kevin nodded his head looking at me gesturing the way to the door and we both walked out of his room and I broke down into his shoulder unable to bear the pain. How it could be possible to forget the person you love more than yourself? I can't blame him and I don't know who to blame. It's been a day since he got conscious but he is quite calm and doesn't interest to see anyone. Sheila also recovered well but we didn't tell her the truth. But today I am going to tell her. She has the right to know. She has been asking about him for a while and asked me to bring her to his room but I don't think he will appreciate it. "Mam!! She is up." The nurse informed us and Kevin gave me a light squeeze on my shoulder where he rested his hand a while before. Reluctantly, I opened the door and walked inside gathering all my courage to tell her a truth though I know it will break her heart. *