Chapter 26

--------------Los Angeles, California.

----------------------- Same Morning ( Lily’s Hospital)

I stared at her as she rushed out of the room to follow Khalid. I have never been in this kind of situation, I never even imagined that I was going to fall in love with someone. Not to even talk of me having a rival.

They've been together for five years but he didn't really seem like he was in love with her. The way he acted when she arrived was just plain. I just really hoped that he wasn't toying with her feelings or playing her for some unknown reason. The way he cared for me and made me laugh and smile made me love him more. We were the perfect husband and wife. I really wanted to tell him how I felt for him. What I felt for him. It was just so hard to, cause maybe he didn't love me as much as I did. I loved him like crazy.

I watched as the door opened up and a nurse along side a doctor walked into the room. " Good Morning Miss Faryah" The female doctor greeted as they walked in. " Morning" I answered as I smiled at them. " I'll be your physical therapist to make sure all your body parts are functioning well, to be sure and safe, I'm Alex" she introduced and I smiled. " Thank you". The door opened up again and a sober figure of Pamela walked in. She was all energetic not long ago, what happened to her. " Pamela, what are you doing here?" Doctor Alex asked as she walked in. " I'm here to stay with her Alex, she's a friend of mine" She was almost picking a fight with me not long ago.

" Oh well okay" she answered and turned to look at me. " Help me get her up, can you move your legs?" she asked as the nurse helped me move my sheets. I was wearing a green cloth that only stopped a little way below the knee. I was sick, but I really didn't want to leave my hair open and feet too. But I had to recover. There was no male around so I was safe. I carefully got up from the bed and stood well. I felt a little sting in my stomach and I groaned. " Ouch" I said as I held it. It was bandaged. " It's healing, don't worry" The nurse said and I nodded. I wasn't used to letting people see how long my hair was. I never even let them see my hair.

" You have to walk to the therapy room as part of the exercise okay, Pamela can you please help us here?" she asked as she held my hands and made me hold something my drip was connected to. I mean I wasn't used to all this. " Sure, Come on Faryah, let's go" Pamela said nicely as she came to my side and helped me walk out of the room. With the nurse holding a bag with a liquid that looked like water. It was crystal clear. We walked out of my room and into the hall way. " You're doing great, you'll be well pretty soon" Pamela said as I limped beside her. " Thank you" I answered as I continued walking with her. " Faryah, Tell me something, do you love your husband?" she asked again and I almost froze. Lying wasn't a good idea at this point. I had to say the truth and face reality. " Yea, I do, I love Khalid" I answered. She sighed and continued walking. " How much?, cause you know you two just met, and all this happened so fast, in not less than two months" She replied again. What did she and Khalid talk about?. " Pamela, I don't know how much, I'm not used to all this. There's this new, different, lovely feeling I always get when I'm around Khalid, It's all just new and I feel attracted and comfortable around him, My Ummi once told me that anything could happen at any moment, anytime, and this happened. I don't know if Khalid feels the same way.." she cut me off. " He loves you, that's why he broke our 5 year relationship earlier" They broke up. Oh wow. " Pamela, I am sorry, I swear I had no idea that Khalid had you. If I knew I would have avoided him till we get divorced, I am sorry" I really was sorry. Having a relationship for five years wasn't a joke. " I was jealous, I am Jealous, but I realised something. You know I wanted to fight for him, but I realised that I couldn't fight for what wasn't there anymore" she began as she looked at me. " As his wife Faryah, please take care of him, I still love him but eventually I know I'm going to move on, take care of him for us please, seeing him happy at least will make me happy, and I'm sorry for earlier okay" she apologised. Wow. She had a nice heart. A really nice heart.

" I will, and I know you can move on, if it's possible I'll help you okay?" I said as I paused and looked at her blonde curly hair. " Sure" she was crying as she hugged me. Wow. " It's nice he found someone like you" she said as she let go of me. " It's nice that he was with someone like you" I answered and smiled at her. " Let's go to the therapy room, they should be waiting" she said again with a smile and we continued walking.

I was happy, Alhamdulillah.

That evening

" I'll be heading home now, I'm done for today" Pamela said as she walked into my room. There was a TV in the room so I was left occupied. " Oh thanks for being with me today. I really appreciate it" I thanked her as she gave me a warm hug. " Anytime, I'll be with you tomorrow too, I'll see you tomorrow. You're good right?" She asked and I nodded. " Okay then, bye Faryah" she said as she walked out of the room.

My therapy session was in the pool today with the physical therapist. I was supposed to be learning how to walk properly with that. My session with the neurologist was okay too and the one with the physical therapist was cool too. I told her all I could remember and she said I needed to be under observation, I could get more headaches and flash images. I really wanted to get up on my feet again and start anew since I could talk now.