He remembers

By sometime after midnight, I got a call from the hospital, but all I could do was think about all the worst things, because I knew you only get bad news at this time.

I took up the bag I had prepared for Nick, and as I drove to the hospital, I held my breath.

I wasn't counting on him remembering who I was, even though the nurse on the phone assured me that everything was fine. But that was what they told me the first time, that he was ok when he wasn't.

When I got to the hospital, I sat in the car for a while. My hands were shaking, and it felt as if I would pass out myself.

I eventually built up the courage to go inside. I had to take deep breaths to carry on.

"Hi, I'm here to see Nicholas Carter.'' I said to the male at the reception.

"And you are?"

"His wife, Royal-Reign Belmont-Carter." I rushed.

His eyes widen. "No freaking way. My fiancé is obsessed with your designs. I'm here putting in the extra hours so I can afford the dress she wants."

"Oh, hmm. Congrats."

"Yeah, your husb