Key To My Heart

16. Lets Get Married

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I opened my eyes and found myself in a room with white walls. I tried to move my hands but realised that there was a cannula attached to my hand. Looking at my surroundings, I realised that I was in a hospital room. How did I end up here? What happened? A few minutes later, memories of my kidnapping came rushing back to mind. Aaron.... how he treated me.... I felt my heart ache at the thought and tears rush to my eyes.

The door opened to reveal Ethan. I felt surprised to see him. Wait, he rescued me. He looked relieved upon seeing me alive and well— okay, maybe that sounded too dramatic, I'm sorry about that.

"Anastasia." He whispered my name and placed a comforting and warm hand on my cheek.

"Ethan." I whispered back, weakly.

"How are you feeling?" He asked softly, looking into my eyes.

"I'm fine, thanks to you." I replied and gave him a weak smile at the end. He gave a gorgeous, breath-taking smile of his own.

"Do you want me to inform your parents? They are worried sick."

"No!" I exclaimed, alarmed. He pressed his lips in a straight line. "Then get well fast so I can take you home." He said and kissed my forehead, giving rise to butterflies in my stomach.

"Can I leave this place now?" I asked, wanting to go home immediately.

"I'll ask the doctor to do a final check up on you. Then if he says, we'll go." He said and turned to leave the room. I grabbed his hand, stopping him.

"I'm fine. Don't treat me as if I've been shot or something." I said.

"Anastasia, you're very weak. You have bruises on your stomach. You've been hit there, it seems. Thank God there's no severe injury."

I swallowed nervously and he turned to call the doctor. What if he had found out about Aaron being my ex-boyfriend? I was afraid of him knowing about that. How would he react if he knew? Would he leave me? Would he hate me? Would he be furious?

The door opened and Ethan entered with the doctor. The doctor did a final check-up on me and declared that I could go home. I sighed in relief and watched as my cannula got removed. I had a little bit of difficulty in standing up. Ethan took both my hands and helped me to my feet. "I can carry you in my arms if you want." He whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me weaker.

"No, thank you." I replied, gulping.

He walked me to the reception where he signed a couple papers and then took me to his Audi. Once we were seated in, Ethan began to drive. Wow, I'm in Ethan Woods' car now. Unbelievable.

Who would've known so much would happen in such a short span of time?

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Ethan had dropped home and after emotional exchanges with my parents, I finally retired to my room. I didn't let them know who kidnapped me nor told them who rescued me. I was glad that they didn't put much pressure on me regarding that.

Laying down on my bed, I remembered my conversation with Ethan in his car.

"Who kidnapped you?" He asked me as he drove, his eyes planted on the road. I stiffened at his question, my heart beating fast.

"I don't know." I lied.

"How many people were there?"

"Just one guy."

"Can you describe what he looked like?"

"I really don't want to have this talk." I said, rubbing my temple.