Chapter 24

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Eli

It takes a mountain of phone calls and a barrage of abuse from my assistant and agent before I eventually manage to find a few days off just to solely concentrate on Audrey. I even called Kendra "Audrey" to my assistant at one point, and I didn't realize until he asked me who the hell Audrey was. In the end, I had to make up some excuse that Audrey was Kendra's sick aunt who we had to visit for a few days. I detected he could sense the BS being spilled into the phone, but he never called me on it. At the end of the day, I decide what is best in my life, and right now it's making sure Audrey finds any answers she may seek. Whether she will get any, I have no idea, but I am willing to try anything for her.

We're on the private jet again, around halfway there, as Audrey stares out of the window for a while before eventually glancing my way with a smile. It's in that moment that I think of a question that should have popped into my head last night when we were talking, but somehow got missed.

"What did you wish for?"

That cute little crinkle forms on her forehead, one thing I never see in Kendra. "Come again?"

I laugh at her question. "On your birthday you made a wish and it came true. Can you remember what that was exactly? What it is you asked?"

Her eyes focus on the chair in front of her before closing. Panic begins to surface wondering if she's remembered something... something bad. Really bad.

Eventually, she makes eye contact with me and opens her mouth. "I wished that I could be your wife for a month." Tears begin to well in her eyes like something terrible has dawned on her. "What happens after the month has ended?"

My heart drops at the prospect, but not wanting her to see my anxiety, I grab a hold of her hand and grip it tightly. "I don't know, but whatever happens, we'll get through it together. I promise."

This seems to calm her somewhat as she smiles and glances back out the window. However, my mind is whirring. It's already been over three weeks. I think back to the date when Audrey had her accident. The day before my movie launch. That was May seventh, and it's now May thirtieth.

What's going to happen June seventh?

Will Audrey wake from her coma? Will she... no, I cannot allow my brain to go there. I refuse. But, if she does wake up from her coma, then what will happen to Kendra? In fact, where has Kendra been all this time?

The headache that formed yesterday is suddenly coming back. I'm having a hard time coming to terms with the fact that a girl I met three weeks ago in a café is suddenly sat next to me, let alone anything that comes after that. I still struggle to believe it even though it's been staring me in the face. It's just... well, this is completely unheard of. Last night while lying in bed trying to sleep, I conjured up this idea that maybe I'm the one in a coma and currently inventing this idea of the coffee shop girl simply because I want to form a natural relationship with someone. She was the last person I saw before getting into the car and heading to a meeting with the director and producer of my latest movie. Maybe along the way, I got into an accident, and now here I am, in my head... needing this coffee shop girl to be my happily ever after simply because I need something special in my life. I need stability, warmth, love, compassion, and honesty. All the traits Audrey seems to have in bucketloads. She's become my own perfect creation of how I perceive my soulmate would be, so is it any wonder I would be dreaming about her now?

Deciding to continue with my strange yet auspicious dream, I gently tap Audrey's arm. "Where do you want to head first?"

One side of her lip curves up into a smile. "Well, considering I may split the space-time continuum or something, I thought it best to go in slow. My café is as good a start as any."

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