A Forbidden Desire.

Thirty One.

Damian's pov

A week later.

Dr. Murphy called me to my office saying he had reports to give me about Myra's progress. We were all gathered at my office while we waited for Dr. Murphy to explain his reports.

Murphy took out the reports papers from his bag and I  impatiently waited for him to begin. I did not know what he had found, but I wanted to believe that they were good results.

"The reports show no sign of improvement, and that she has been in the same condition she was, six months ago." He said and looked at us as if he were in fear.

"Boss I think that you should let her go." He said the last part quietly but I heard him. My breath hitched and my heartbeat rate increased.
"No, no, no!" I said standing up from my seat.
"I am not letting her die, I will watch over her everyday even if it becomes forever and I know she will wake up," I said tears threatening to come out from my eyes.

I was not even sure she would wake up but I wanted to keep that in me, that one day she will wake up and that notion, is what kept me going.
"Damian, calm down," Enzo said.
"It has been almost seven months, nothing has changed over those months, just let her go boss, let her rest," Murphy said.

I dropped to my knees and just let the tears flow freely. I have never cried in front of them, but now I did not care. I was going to lose her, to let her go to a place where she will never come back, a place where I will never hear her voice or her laughter. All because of me, it was my fault that I was not able to protect her.
"I am so sorry boss, we tried everything we could," Murphy said.
"And since you are the closest person to her, you will shut off the machine." Murphy said. "I am so sorry, boss." He repeated.
I shook my head. "No, let's wait for another month, if she doesn't wake up, then I'll do what you are asking me." I said.
I was not ready to let her go just yet, and if that one month ends without her waking up, I don't know if I will still be ready to do that.

*****

Myra's Pov

I felt myself regaining consciousness slowly by slowly. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, the room was really bright.
I couldn't move my neck sideways. It could be because I had been laying in this same position for who knows how long. I raised my fingers to see if I could tap on someone and also moved my hand on the surface of the bed, but there was no one there. The beeping sounds in the room were just so loud, I felt like someone was screaming in my ears, maybe I could get someone to put them off.

"He... Hello." I said but it came out quietly, I was not able to remove any sound.
I tried again and it still came out quietly. I stayed still and closed my eyes again wishing for someone to come into the room.

Shortly I heard someone coming into the room and also the person's footsteps going to the other side of the room.
"Hello," I said again but it was a whisper, I couldn't move, and I couldn't talk.
The person continued moving, I did not know what the person was doing. What should I do? I thought. If I was able to talk loudly, then the person would have noticed me.
I tried to raise my hand but it was heavy. I tried again but it couldn't budge, so I tried raising my palm instead and maybe I could catch the person's attention. I raised my palm and brought it onto the bed slowly, with no reaction from the person, I did the second time still no reaction, and the third time I willed myself and my palm landed on the bed, not loudly but Loud enough for the person to hear. I heard slow-approaching footsteps. I did that again and again. The person now hurried to my side.
It was a woman, she looked at me and her eyes widened, then she ran out of the room.
I started hitting the bed continuously and I wondered why she had run instead of helping me. I stopped when she did not come back. I slowed my breathing and tried to relax and think of something. Like how I got here, and why I was laying on this bed. I closed my eyes to see if I could remember something, but it was blank.
What time was it? What day, was I in? I did not know. Maybe if the woman comes again I will ask her.
I was about to close my eyes when the door burst open and people came in. They all looked shocked. I wondered why.
Then two men came running to my side. One removed a stethoscope and a small torch while the other held my hand. The one with a stethoscope could be a doctor, but who is this one holding my hand?
"Myra, thank goodness you are awake." He said and kissed my hand. He seemed like he had been crying.
"Myra, you are awake." The old lady said wiping tears from her eyes also.

Myra? Is that my name? It's beautiful. I thought.
The doctor seemed to have quieted the machines.
"Miss Myra, how are you feeling?" He asked.
"We...ll," I said struggling with the words. I wanted him to remove me from this bed and maybe walk, I was tired of sleeping.
The doctor nodded and wrote something in his book.
The other man brought his hand to the side of my face. I looked at him. He was beautiful. He smiled and me.
"I am glad you woke up my love, I missed you so much." He said tears welling in his eyes.
My love? I did not seem to know this man, why did he call me his love?
"Wh...at is your na...me?" I asked and his eyes widened. He looked between me and the doctor. The doctor nodded,
"It's, it's Damian." He said.
"Da..mian?" I repeated and he nodded. He went on to introduce me to his friends and the old woman who was his nanny.
The doctor moved me to another room, and the old woman helped me into a bath, and later, Damian fed me food, and later on, I was put to rest in a different room.
The people were so kind, they treated me like I was their own. I don't remember having any people to call family or friends.
I closed my eyes and I wished that when tomorrow comes, I will take some time to walk around and maybe know who these people are.

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