An amnesiac wakes up in a hospital bed only to find out that she'd been in an accident, lost her memory, her baby and for some reason she couldn't understand, she was married to Ren --a six foot something man with a scar on his face, and tattoos all...
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RAIN|02
It was a really nice day outside the bakery. The sound of the pitter patter of the rain, the cold that came along with it and the damp smell that followed it were therapeutic to me. I liked the rain a lot but more than that rain...
I looked at Matt who was sitting right next to me, kicking his feet back and forth as he stared outside at the rain. I ran my fingers through his curly ringlets of reddish-brown hair, and he turned to look up at me with a smile on his face, chocolate fudge all over his lips.
"Mommy, look!" he pointed out at the rain and I smiled, picking up a napkin to clean the corner of his lips. Like me, Matt loved the rain and chocolate.
"It's really pretty, isn't it?" I kissed his head and he nodded, a grin on his face.
"Like mommy" I laughed, holding him closer before looking outside the window. As much as I loved the rain, my body felt like shit when it rained. A psychological trauma from the accident was what the doctor called it. I hated it.
"Mrs. Antonov, we're out of blueberry cupcakes" Talia, an employee, walked up to me and I sighed turning to look out at the window as I contemplated whether to stand up and make another batch.
My legs felt like putty.
"Mama's sleepy?" Matt crawled into my arms, cupping my face and tilting his head at me in a way that Ren did, and I laughed. It was odd, how a child could easily copy such mannerisms.
"Can you not see that she's unwell?" Ren's voice sent a sweet shiver down my spine and I didn't know if to throw myself into his arms or chastise him for getting mad at the poor girl. I could smell him right behind me and my heart raced even faster.
"Daddy!" Matt cried out, reaching his arms out for Ren who, from behind me, swept the oblivious little boy into his arms.
Ah, the joys of childhood ignorance.
"Oh, Mr. Antonov. I-I didn't realize" Talia stuttered, looking at Ren who was standing behind me. Naturally, people feared him. I was scared of him when he came to the hospital and claimed to be my husband.
Ren hardly ever smiled and coupled with his large build and excessive tattoos; he had a scar on his face that seemed to scare a lot of people.
I thought 'Oh, I must have lost my mind' but after spending a few months with him, I realized why I married him. Contrary to how 'rough' and 'scary' he looked; he was an absolute angel. A gentle giant, if you wish.
"It's fine, Talia. If anyone asks for those cupcakes, just let them know they won't be available until tomorrow. I'm a little tired" I told her, patting her hand lightly and she nodded before she scurried off.
Ren walked around the table, standing next to me. He cupped my cheek with his left hand and tilted his head at me, jaws clenched and brows furrowed. I was probably the only one in the world who found such a rough man quite adorable, wasn't I?
