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CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: DAYS GONE BY ETHAN'S POV We stayed in the hospital for almost five days, which was full of analyses, CT scans, and whatever else the physicians could think of. And none of them offer a way to get her to remember. Eya and Zeth stare at me as if they are about to dismember me limb by limb every time I insist on staying by her side while she pushes me away. F*ck the physicians and f*ck them both. Nobody prevents me from seeing my wife. As her second guard, she is gradually embracing Eya. She woke up and inquired about her grandfather. When they told her he was dead, she cried the entire night. Despite the fact that I was seated by the door, I could hear her sniffles and deep breaths she took after a period of crying. I listened to her all night long in silence, and when she finally dozed off, I silently entered the room to observe her sleeping body. She had started to sleep lightly, and I wanted to embrace her and wipe the tears off her face, but if she had seen me touching her, she would have those panic attacks that could harm her. I thus sat in silence for the majority of the evening, acting like a monster. She remembers and likes most everyone except for me, and it has been eating away at me like acid slowly but surely. When Pharaoah came to see her, she was cordial with him. The elite group learnt that Rose was in the hospital even though she remained silent, and they soon found out that she had amnesia. Naturally, Uncle Raven, River and Hades also arrived. She just said that they had aged them. When Raven inquired about our baby, I assured him that everything was okay. Naturally, he didn't want to discuss it with her because he knew how uncomfortable it would make her. Since the doctor didn't mention anything about it because she wasn't pregnant, she is still unaware of it. It's better that things stay this way till she hopefully regains her memory. Amber's cards were shuffled by Rose's mishap, and I could see the uncertainty in his crow's feet. If Rose could recall the past ten years of her life, with the education and experiences that came with them, she would be able to raise the money necessary to support the struggle against everyone. Rose keeps the company on track. Although that is a worry, I couldn't care less about any of it. Aleksander, Pharaoah's closest guard, and he are currently inside. Despite my warnings for him to quit showing up, he returned. He just walked inside and gave me the middle finger. His worst enemy is actually out of it and won't harm him in the long run, as Thorn is here to attest. Pharaoah, on the other hand, is acting like a f*cking leech and is perhaps a little too pleased that she doesn't remember me. I stand at the door and listen in on their chats. Eya, Zeth, Pharaoah, Thorn and Aleksander are stationed by the walls, while the two leaders sit idly on either side of her. Rose uses a small knife to carefully remove the skin from her apple while asking. Thorn "What are you doing here?" She is seated in front of her at the hospital table. Thankfully, despite the neck brace, she seems healthier. I was unaware that we were close enough for you to drop by. He uses his middle finger to reposition his glasses. Pharaoah points his finger at him and says, "Hey, a**hole." "Fu*ck the f*ck off and shut the f*ck up." She gives Pharaoah the thumbs up and then turns to Thorn. "He's tolerable.You aren't." 'Wise...Very wise, indeed." Thorn pulls out a cigarette and lights it. She scolds, then frowns, "No smoking in the hospital.. When was your last haircut?" "A week ago. It pleases you." He still lights the cigarette. "It gives you a jerky appearance." "If I'm an old guy, you're an old woman, Rose." Before turning to look at Pharaoah, she chuckles at that. "Are you going to tell me why you're here? " "I was just checking to see how you were doing. Is that not possible? " "Did you really think I'd fall for that?" "Yes, Amber, I can be a good sport." "Maybe, and even then, I wouldn't believe it, in a parallel universe." Pharaoah laughs, "Ouch... Give him more, Rose. I want to test the limits of his poker face." Thorn ignores him and turns his body to face Rose. "I've heard you don't recall." She chews on a small bit of apple and hushes. "I don't. Not the past ten years, at least." "Does it imply you have no memory of entering my club, imbibing till you were almost unconscious, and then dancing crazily by yourself?" "I never would do that!" She looks at Zeth who is bowed over. Is that what she did? The idea that Rose was intoxicated in front of someone other than me makes my fist tighten. When she drinks, she is so silly and adorable. Rose slants his head to the side. "Yes, you did...You also persisted on remaining the night and didn't leave. In one of the rooms above, you passed out." 'Yeah? Then what? " He narrows his eyes briefly but quickly adopts his usual blank expression, which is kind rather than hostile like he is. "Do you recall hitting on me then?" Did she carry it out? When Thorn laughs, I'm ready to punch him in the nose. "You are not my type, even in your dreams." "When you believe yourself to be just eighteen, how would you know?" "I would cut off your d*ck before allowing you to come close to me. You know I hate your guts, your face, your foxy personality, and everything you do to acquire power." When Pharaoah starts laughing, I can't help but smile a little bit. That is my lady. "So you have no memory of what happened that evening?" Thorn asked. "No, but that doesn't mean I'd ever hit on a maniac like you," she said. "Your husband and mine are similar, right? "Thorn chuckles. She makes a lip purse. "I don't have a husband." "But we were all present at your wedding.' She snarls, "I don't recall it, so it didn't happen." "That is the spirit, Rai. Truth be told, you and I were destined to be together." I'm on the verge of bursting in and throwing him to the ground because my blood is boiling. 'Really?" 'Really. The love of your life is me. You first witnessed my killing, and that was when it all began." He smiles, "You mentioned it was hot. Then, a lot of kinky sex took place." I'm done now. I stormed in, hands clenched on either side of me, "You'll have a kinky death if you don't get the f*ck out. Rose tends up and grips the knife more firmly. Thorn gets to his feet and gives her a phony smile. "You little devil, I pray things never get better for you." Rose snarks at him after flipping him off, and Aleksander follows him out of the room. 'Why are you holding out?" I gestured towards Thorn. "Pissed off." He inhales deeply from his cigarette and exhales a thick cloud of smoke. "Isn't that the husband she can't recall? " Fucker. He smiles at her, "Hey, Rose...I don't believe in the virgin kink, so it's a win for both of us. The only reason you married this fool was because you were forced to, so you can divorce him and come back to me. What do you think?" I try to punch him, but she interrupts me with her voice. "Leave now. The two of you." At her tone, my eyes gradually closed. Rose and I have always had our disagreements, but it hurts me that she keeps rejecting me so harshly. Thorn stumbles to his feet and grins at me as he and his guard walk away. He walks down the corridor while I continue to glare at his back. She recalls this jerk, but not me. Why? She waves her knife at the door and says, "Out." "You won't be able to chase me away forever. I am your husband." "I can just get a divorce then." I clench my teeth before opening them to avoid sounding irritated. "The last thing she needs is that. You cannot simply divorce me. Remember that you have obligations to the brotherhood. " "Zeth make him get out!" Her voice gets louder as her hands tremble around the knife, "I'll come back," then leaves the hospital room. I'm seated in one of the unassuming seats when a big shadow covers me. I looked up to see Hades' uninteresting, bloodied face. Hades after Pharaoah and Thorn.. Absolutely perfect. "Ethan, you need to go home." "I'm okay." "You stink and have dark circles." Obviously, I do. Since the day I brought her here, I haven't changed out of my pajamas, and I've been doing my laundry in the hospital restroom. Because I must maintain my vigilante nature, I also sleep upright in the seat. "Do you want her to perceive you in this way?" Hades asks, but it is obvious that he is a b*llshit. "Take a shower, get dressed, and then return. She is not going anywhere." He talks to me in a way that I find offensive. They are all born with that filthy Russian accent. "I'll keep watch in front of her room till you come back. She is already asleep." I gave her a quick peek. Her hand is spread out on the pillow over her head as she lies on her back with her eyes closed. It was one of her cutest behaviors, which she later broke down. She might never accept me as her husband once more if she truly was the Rose from ten years ago. I make an effort to hide the fact that it cuts me open in unpleasant ways. I signaled Peter to remain in front of her chamber while I was away. "Tell me if anything happens," I said as I leaned in close. He replies with a mumbled "Yes, sir." He's a useless youngster in combat, but he's an excellent spy. I make a solemn commitment as I leave the hospital. If it comes to it, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure Rose remembers me.