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“Charlotte is confused right now,” Jackson said.
“She doesn’t know who we are!” I spoke.
“Shit.” Christian sighed. “Confusion and disorientation are very common, Conner.”
The three of us walked back into the room, and Charlotte’s eyes opened.
“Hi, Charlotte.” Christian smiled. “Welcome back.”
“Why am I not at Hope Memorial?” she asked, and I looked at Jackson.
“Charlotte, can you tell me how old you are?” Jackson asked.
“Twenty-four.”
“Charlotte, you’re—” I began to speak, and Jackson stopped me.
“I’m so tired.” She closed her eyes. “I need to go to sleep,” she mumbled.
I walked out of the room and placed my hands on my head as I walked down the hallway.
“Conner,” Jackson ran after me, and I ignored him.
Nathan stepped off the elevator as I walked past it.
“Stop him!” Jackson yelled.
Nathan grabbed me. “What happened?”
“She doesn’t know who I am.” Tears filled my eyes.
“Come in here,” Jackson said as he opened the door to a conference room.
“What do you mean? What the hell is going on?” Nathan asked.
“Charlotte woke up, and she’s very confused right now,” Jackson said. “She didn’t recognize us, and when I asked her how old she was, she said she was twenty-four.”
“Fuck.” Nathan shook his head as he hugged me.
“Let’s give her some time. She has a bad headache. We gave her some pain meds, and she went back to sleep. Her brain needs to catch up,” Jackson spoke.
Christian walked into the room. “I just got paged, so I have to go. I’ll be back later. This is not the time for you to fall apart, my brother. Do you understand me?”
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“It’s important that we don’t overload Charlotte with too much information when she wakes up,” Jackson spoke. “We need to be very careful with what we tell her until we know exactly what’s going on.”
“Okay.” I placed my hand on Jackson’s shoulder before walking out and heading back to Charlotte’s room.
She was asleep, so I sat in the chair, placed my elbows on my knees, and held my head. Christian was right. This wasn’t the time for me to fall apart. This wasn’t about me. It was about Charlotte.
She stirred, and when I looked up, she stared at me.
CHAPTER11
Charlotte
I slowly opened my eyes, and the pain in my head wasn’t as bad. I slowly turned and stared at the man sitting at my bedside.
