In a clinic, Kate slowly opened her eyes, dizzy and disoriented.

—Where am I?

Nick rose from the sofa.

—Darling, you finally woke up.

—Who are you? —Kate eyed him with distrust.

—Love, it’s me, Níkolas. Your husband.

—Husband? —Kate looked at her finger. She was wearing a wedding ring.

—Yes, love. You had an accident three days ago. You didn’t wake up. The doctor said it would be normal to feel confused. The blow was strong.

—I’m not confused. I don’t know you. I’ve never seen you. Stay away.

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