Chapter 2

Christian

We have been waiting for hours and we still haven't heard from the lead surgeon. Taylor has already contacted Carla and Ray and Alex, Ana's younger brother and they are on their way.

The door of the operating room opened and walk out a doctor in blue scrubs which are covered in blood—Ana's blood

"Family of Anastasia Grey" he look at us and we all nodded. My mom addressed him as Dr. Smith.

"I'm her husband" I managed to say, while pushing down the bile that risen to my throat.

He husband who was unfaithful to her…..

"Mrs. Grey has suffered a very severe impact to the left side of her body- her left leg and arm are broken, and she has lost a lot of blood. However what we are most concerned with is the injury she suffered to her head. Since the impact was on her side, her head slammed into the window, causing serious trauma to her brain. At this point we do not know the full extent of the damage, but I need to inform you that it is very possible she will not recover from this injury. Currently she is in a coma, and we do not know if or when she will come out of it. I am very sorry that I cannot give you better news at this moment."

"No!" Carla screams, startling all of us.

"Doctor Smith do you mean that….." I couldn't finish my question.

"Yes Mr. Grey –we do not know if she will survive." I collapsed in my chair. I can't breathe.

It's been a month and Ana is still in a coma. The first week was difficult for all of us, and everyone keeps asking me why Ana's luggage was in her car, but I was so ashamed that I couldn't tell the why. I know this was all my fault and they should know what I've done to my wife, but I was too much of a coward to tell them the truth.

I'm a coward, and the biggest bastard in the world. I keep hoping that Ana will wake up and we can talk and work things out. Mine and Leila's affair was over the moment I ran out of her apartment to chase after Ana, but I knew the moment I stepped into our bedroom and saw her packing that I lost the most important person in my life—the person I vowed to cherish and love faithfully for the rest of my life. I am a piece of shit.

From what I heard, Leila went to Europe for some art exhibit and she will stay there as long as I can keep her there.

Everything Ana said to me that fateful day is still haunting me day in and day out. The guilt is eating me up.

I hope she was worth it…

I should be the one lying in this hospital bed- not Ana. All she ever did was love me unconditionally, but all I did was tear her heart out and cause her nothing but pain.

"Please baby come back to me" I whisper gazing at her bruise face, my hand clasped around her cold, limp hand.

"Please, God, if you can hear me, punish me for my sins… just please bring her back to me" I pray, tears running down my face.

"I'm so sorry for all the pain I caused you Ana… I know that saying I'm sorry is not enough for what I did to you" I sobbed.

"What did you do Christian?" I was startled at the sound of my mother's voice.

Fuck I didn't hear the door open.

"Mom-"I started, but one look at my mother made me stop talking.

"Tell me Christian, what the hell did you do to Ana?" Grace hissed at me

"I cheated on her" I whispered, hanging my head, too ashamed to look at my mother.

"Oh my God" Grace muttered in total shock. I know without looking at her that she's furious and disappointed in me.

"I can't believe this…everything she went through this is how you treat her? How could you do this to Ana!" she yelled at me.

"Where did I go wrong with you Christian? Oh, wait. Elena taught you how to treat women" she said to me, completely disgusted, walking away and out of the room, leaving me a sobbing mess beside Ana's bedside.

It's been a week since my mother found out what I did, and she cannot bear to look at me. I know from the way my father looks at me my mom told him everything too.

Mia and Elliot keep asking me why our parents are so cold towards me but I just brush them off and don't say anything.

The doctor just told me that I needed to prepare myself for the worst, but I keep insisting that as long as Ana's heart is still beating then her life support will continue. I don't care how long Ana remains in a coma, but I will not give up on her until she opens those beautiful blue eyes of hers.

I haven't left her side since the day she was brought in. I have no clue what is happening outside of these hospital walls.

Leila tried several times to call and email me, so I finally blocked her number. She then attempted to enter GEH, but I told Taylor to get rid of her. I know he and Sawyer are disgusted with me, but as their employer they have to do what I tell them to do. But it doesn't stop the way they look at me every time they see me. I can't blame them one bit.

Ana's parents are staying in Escala, a few floors down from our penthouse apartment. They come to the hospital every day and stay until late at night. Every time they show me their kindness I become more and more disgusted with myself.

If they knew what I had done to their daughter, I would be 6 feet under by now. I know they wouldn't allow me anywhere close to Ana.

Three months pass by and thankfully Ana is slowly showing some slight signs of improvement. The doctor told us that it was all on Ana now to decide if or when she would wake up. 2 weeks ago they took her off life support and slowly began to reduce her meds, hoping to help her regain consciousness.

Every day I keep talking to her and praying for her to wake up. She has been whimpering in her sleep, a sign that she might wake up soon…

If that happens I will spend the rest of my life doing everything I can to show her how much I love her and how sorry I am for being such a selfish bastard.

I know it won't be easy, but I will do everything to earn her forgiveness.

"Mmm" I looked up and Ana has started to thrash in her sleep.

Terrified of what is happening, I push the call button to alert her nurse, and within a few seconds two nurses rush inside her room.

"Call her Doctor now" nurse # 1 said to nurse #2.

"Oh please God don't take her away from me, please..." I said over and over to myself.

"Sir I need you to step outside please" nurse #2 said, pushing me out of the room.

"What the fuck is happening?" I demanded as the doctor came into Ana's room.

"Please sir" as the nurse successfully managed to push me outside the room, then close the door in my face.

"Christian what is going on?" I looked behind me and saw Carla along with my entire family.

"I- I'm not sure, Ana just started thrashing in her sleep and….." I couldn't complete my sentence; I am so scared right now.

30 minutes later the doctor finally opened the door and I could see a slight smile on his face.

"Anastasia is awake now." The moment that words came out of his mouth we all rushed into her room, excited to see her awake.

She's awake with Carla and Ray at her side hugging and kissing her. Out of the corner of my eye, I see my mom glaring at me but I ignored her for the time being.

"Mom, who are they?" My head snapped towards Ana upon hearing those words.

"What? Annie-"Ray started to say, only to be cut off by Ana… "Dad where's Mike? Why isn't he here? And who is that" Ana asked, pointing at me. Upon hearing that, I fell to my knees…

Mike Lewis, the man I hate, Ana's first love.

Why is she asking for him? Why isn't she asking for me?

"Annie what is the last thing you remember?" Ray asked, very cautiously.

"Uhm… Mike and I were going to the movies…."

She sounds so confused

"Mr. and Mrs. Steele, Mr. Grey, it is apparent that Ana is suffering from amnesia. It appears that her memories for the last few years are gone. "

Is this karma?

She doesn't remember me, our love, our marriage, my cheating…

AN: thank you for all the support.

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Sorry it me so long to update, just really busy and sorry for all the mistakes!