When I awoke, I found that I was laying in an all-white hospital room with bandages all over my arms and hands. I sat up not realizing where I was and suddenly felt a pressing headache and touched my head to find that I had a bandage wrapped around my head as well.
My memories seemed strangely vague...
Did I fall down a flight of stairs?
Someone with black hair was sitting and laying his head on the bed by my side.
This familiar appearance?
The person soon squirmed around and lifted his head. His hair seemed all over the place because he was resting. This unkempt looking person was definitely Garett, my husband's cousin, but why did he appear younger looking than usual?
"You are awake, Arielle," Garett said with a relieved expression.
"Where am I?" I asked indifferently.
"You were in an accident...a bookcase fell on you. Do you remember any of that?" Garett asked.
I was in an accident?
How come I do not remember anything?
My head began stinging...
A vivid image of Garett's decapitated head being pierced through a wooden pole suddenly surfaced into my mind.
"Are you alright, Arielle?" Garett asked as he tried to touch my head.
I slapped his hands away.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"What do you mean by who am I? Do you not remember me? I am obviously Garett," he said.
Garett died! This person is obviously a fake!
"That is a lie! Even if you wear that mask of a skin, you cannot fool me. How dare you pretend to be him? You are obviously a fake! An imposter!" I screeched at him.
Erik soon came in with a bouquet of pink peonies, my favorite flowers.
"You are finally awake, Arielle," Erik said.
He looked just as young as when he was a teenager.
"...Erik?"
Erik asked that Garett leave while Erik tried to calm me down. He explained to me that this world and timeline was slightly different from the one I came from and that I was now the sixteen-year-old me and not the twenty-year-old me who witnessed Erik's stabbing.
"I am so sorry...I do not remember anything after you got stabbed," I said solemnly.
"Stop...the most important thing is that we are alive right now and that there is no one that can hurt either of us anymore. Lady Kaya Ouchi and the perpetrators behind the incident have also already paid for all of their crimes," Erik explained.
"...I see. If this is the past of an alternate world, does that mean that Garett I saw earlier is not really an imposter?" I asked.
"...He is definitely Garett," Erik answered.
"Then, I have said some shameful things to him...I should apologize to him right away," I said as I tried to get up from bed.
I was suddenly met with an intense pain in my back and lower spine.
"You are still injured. Stay here while I go get him," Erik said as he went outside.
It seemed that they had quite a long conversation before coming back in.
"I am sorry about earlier, Garett. My memory is fuzzy from waking up," I said.
"I understand...Then, I'll get going now," Garett said.
"You are leaving?" I asked.
"...It is better if I am not here," Garett said indifferently as he left.
He still waited to see me before leaving...
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