The Accidental Wife (Emily and Julian)

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Grey smoke takes over the place for a while, but I don't know for how long. I look around me after I find enough courage in me to open my eyes and I realize that I'm under the table. I don't know when exactly I decided to hide under the table, but as I look around I find shards of glass everywhere. The place was neat and nice less than a minute ago, but now it's a pure mess.

My legs are shaking. No, my whole body is shaking. I force myself to stand up after I come out from under the table and I end up cutting my left palm with the broken glass on

my bag off the ground as I rush out of the place with the ground. My heart is pounding and I find it hard to breathe. I snatch other people.

My eyes widen when I notice somebody unconscious with blood over them. I don't know if they are dead or not. Somebody gives me a hard push and I stumble, but manage to regain my balance and make it out of the p** "Miss, are you okay?" Somebody asks me. I don't know how to answer them. "Miss, you're bleeding."

Am I? Why don't I feel anything?

Come on, let's

wounds. .me.

et's clean your wound I think it's a small one." This is a paramedic. I finally manage to focus on who is talking to She takes me to the nearest ambulance and starts working on my

"Wha's your name?" she asks as she deals with my wounds carefully.

"Rosie." I'm not sure if she hears me or not, I know my voice is very low, but I can't find it in me to raise t

anybody you' you'd like me to call call. Rosie?" "she asks me. Who would I want to call? Should I call my parents? They're my emergency contact numbers.

"S-Silas," I stutter, looking at her. "I don't know h-his number."

"Is your phone in your bag?" she asks and I frown. My bag? Oh, I have it. When did I grab it?

I look through the bag and find my phone. With shaky hands, I unlock my phone and call him. I'm not sure if he's going to pick up or not. We have just had a fight. "Rosie! Are you safe? I was just about to call you. I heard about the explosion. You're safe, right?" His voice is rushed and I'm not sure if I hear everything he says. "..." I look at the paramedic, then look down "I w-was there."

"What? Rosie, where are you now? Are you hurt? Tell me where you are. I'm coming." Anxiousness suddenly fills his voice and I feel bad for making him feel that way. "Would

you like me to talk to him?" the paramedic gently asks and I slowly nod, handing her the phone.

"Hello, this is Angela, the paramedic who's treating Rosie. She has minor wounds... I promise she's okay... She's about to be transferred to the hospital to double-check that she's okay and doesn't suffer from a concussion. You can come to the hospital if you want... San Jose hospital." She hands me the phone and when I check the screen I see that he hasn't hung up yet. ... I'm s-sorry," I whimper.

I don't want you to think about anything right now, yeah Can you do that for me?" His voice is sweet and soothing. "Please come," I beg him as tears form in my eyes.

"Of course, I'm coming, cupcake. Do you think I'm going to leave you on your own when you're hurt?" I say nothing and just look down. "You still there, honey?"

yes."

"I'm in

in my car, Rosie. I'm coming for you, okay? I'm going to hang up now," he tells me.

"Okay."

The paramedic helps me get inside the ambulance along with two other patients with minor injuries. When we arrive at the hospital, somebody ushers me to one of the empty beds in the emergency room. "All right, can you tell me your name?" the doctor asks me.

"Rosalie Kensington, but people call me Rosie," I quietly answer.

Osie, how c

old are

you?

18, "I reply, looking up at him.

"Rosie,

I need you to follow my finger. Do you remember what happened?"

"I was at this pi**ria and suddenly an explosion happened," I reply, following his finger with my eyes.

"Rosie, you have a mild concussion, which isn't worrying, but we're going to run a CT scan to make sure that nothing else is wrong with you," he tells me and I slightly nod.

I notice as Silas walks into the emergency room and the moment he spots me, he rushes towards me. "Oh thank God you're okay," he whispers, hugging me. I immediately hold onto him with all the strength I had in me. I don't want him to let go. "Let me look at your face." He gently cups it. "You're all right. Just a small wound on your temple."Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"I'm sorry." Tears well in my eyes as I stare at him. "I didn't mean to lose the books. They were on the table in front of me and when the explosion happened, I got carried away and I-" I ramble, but Silas stops me.

"Rosie, with all my respect to your love for books, but seriously, f**k them. I don't care about them." This makes me laugh "You're my priority, not some ink on paper that can easily be replaced."

"You can replace me with a new friend," I mumble, wiping away my tears.

No, Rosie." He shakes his head. "Neither can I nor do I want to replace you." I find myself leaning against his body and he wraps his arms around me so protectively. He stays with me until the CT scan is done and they clear me.

"Are you hungry?" he asks me as we walk inside my apartment.

just I say, then I turn to face him. "Do you... do think stay with me until I fall asleep? You don't to the or but just until I sleep. I I rather quickly."

"You don't have to give me reasons to convince me, Rosie. If you want me to stay with you, will stay," he tells me. Why does he have to be so good to me? He doesn't even treat me differently because of our fight, it's like nothing has happened, which makes me feel

You

worse.

"I'm sorry for how I treated you in the morning." I haven't apologized before, have I?

"There's nothing you need to apologize for, Rosie. You were right. I crossed your boundaries and interfered when 1 shouldn't have done that. I'm sorry about that." My mouth parts a little at his words. I don't have the energy in me to discuss this with him, but there's something about his words that makes me want to cry. I feel like he's indirectly telling me that he Tue, Sep 24

is pulling himself away from my life and I don't want that.

"I shouldn't have talked to you like that and... I wasn't being fair to you," I try again.

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"Rosie, it's fine." He gives me a what's supposed to be a reassuring smile that doesn't reassure me at all. "Listen, it's been a long day for you. Go get some sleep and if you want to talk, we can do it later."

I want to talk, but I can tell that he doesn't want to talk, so I just nod. However, I still reach for him and wrap my arms around his body, not sure if he's going to reciprocate. Thankfully, I feel his hands on my back, and I take in a shaky breath.

"Goodnight, Rosie." He kisses my head. "I promise I'm going to stay until you fall asleep." I know that he's not going to break this promise. He doesn't break promises, but I have a strong feeling that I ended up breaking something between us.