Confess
The strangest pictures of Danner and I are published in the media.
Someone even managed to photograph us snuggling lovey-dovey in the hospital bed. No one from the hospital staff knows how the photographer managed to come in and made it. Also, there were other pictures where I take a tour in the garden of the nursing home with Danner in the wheelchair and we kiss each other.
Danner's physical recovery is going steadily. It is now three weeks later, and the doctor is very optimistic about his progress. The internal wounds have almost healed, his ribs and legs are still bandaged.
His boyish handsomeness is back, so is his zest for life. He is very affectionate, wants me around all the time. No problem for me, I made a special effort to take care of him and be with him during this difficult time. I owe a lot to Danner and this is the least I can do for him.
But his amnesia is the biggest concern. He partially remembers the past and luckily, I can help him by explaining a lot to him. Remember, I've been by his side for years so know almost everything about him.
Yesterday he started to remember some more things about our relationship. Our big engagement party, to be specific. “My love, now I'm sure you're my fiancé. How could I have forgotten that I belong to such a gorgeous woman like you? Every man in this country must be jealous of me”, he now teases me.
I know the answer, but I don't dare to tell him yet. He didn't remember me at first because he got into my car right after our breakup, wrecked it, and seriously injured himself too. No, I'm going to keep this to myself for a while, I just want him to be happy during his recovery. And still, no one knows about our broken engagement, we hadn’t announced it yet. Saved!
It’s almost like old times. We laugh and tease each other a lot. His health is my main concern. I organized that a special catering company delivers our lunch daily. Balanced, according to the Diarist’s list. I have special vegetables and traditional herbs from the Amazon jungle imported from the mainland of the Caribbean that contain sufficient powerful vitamins and iron for the body. Danner needs a lot of that, the improvement is clearly visible in his physical condition.
In my company, I have appointed Aziel as acting director. At Danner's, I've asked one of his vice presidents to handle pending cases, without signing authority. I dare not let Aziel go there, knowing that Danner definitely won't appreciate that. Kaylah works also as a red flag to him, so appointing the vice president was all I could do. It still works for now, but if Danner's recovery needs more time, I'll have to look for another solution.
We are now sitting on a bench in the garden each reading a book in the shade when my phone rings.
“Loraine, you are such a bad girl! You never think of me when there's prime news." I blink before recognizing the voice.
Alyssa! The devil with a pen.
“Hey girl, the past few weeks have been tough for me. Was terribly busy. I know we still have something to deal with. Give me a week or so. Danner is already feeling better, but I have to mentally pick myself up again to participate in the social circle," I tell her. “Try to understand”.
"No problem. But give me a prime interview for now. No one has spoken to you since the accident. Your PR department issued one or two official statements, but we haven't heard from you personally." I look at Danner. He is so much better now and apart from the few pictures from afar, we were able to shield him from media attention. But we are public figures, have often used the media for our success. So it is more than fair to update our situation.
“Okay, do you want to come here right now? We're sitting in the garden," I suggest. Of course, she won’t refuse such an opportunity. Half an hour later Alyssa is at the front doors of the hospital. I decide to walk to her while Danner continues with his book. I motion the security guard in the distance to keep an eye out and walk away.
At the entrance, I greet the journalist.
“Uhmmm, Alyssa, I need your help in this”, I begin. “Danner is now in recovery and he doesn't remember some things from the past. Please keep those spicy photos away from him. I don't think he can handle the shock now and you don't want his relapse on your conscience, do you?!”.
She looks at me intently. “We didn’t get the chance to talk about those yet. I tried to get a response from Danner but he ignored me constantly, but you owe me an explanation even if it is off the record”.
Well, well, this bitch thinks she has rights now!
Anger flashes through my eyes.
She sees that I am about to reprimand her, I hate to be blackmailed.
“You have few options now that the photos are in my possession, Loraine. I'm not blackmailing you, but at least you have to tell me what’s going on between you and Dordrich."
"I don't know what you want to hear. Dordrich is out of my reach, I've told you that a few times," I sigh. "What happened there had to do with the sphere we were at that time. There is nothing going on between us so don't make a big fuss about it".
"The pictures speak a different language. They are two different moments. There must be something between the both of you. Don't lie to me, Loraine!"
Rolling my eyes.
She's obviously looking for hot prime news and I'm her target. No matter what I tell her, she believes too much her own story to listen to my explanation.
Whatever!!...
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