"I know it's a lot to take in, Annette. My name is Vlad, and..I'm your husband."
I froze at his words. I have a husband? I just woke up after who knows how many months and I'm married?
I just stare at him with widened eyes, full of confusion and nervousness. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest at the information.
He's the only one that showed up after I woke up. The nurse informed me that he's the only family I have apparently. Should I trust him..?
He notices the way my whole expression changed. He could sense I was overwhelmed.
He squeezes my hand again trying to comfort me, a soft smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
"It's okay, calm down. I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise, you can trust me. But first let's go home. Once we get there, I'll explain everything to you little by little."
With that, we were now outside the hospital. The nurse suggested the wheelchair because my legs were still weak. I refused even though I knew she was right.
Vlad took my hand, his grip firm. He guided me towards the parking lot, we approached a slick, expensive looking car.
I wondered if this was some kind of kidnapping. But who would do that in a McLaren? At least it's classy.
He held the door for me, "Get inside, my dear." He said softly as he helped me in.
I held onto the car door for some support and slid into the seat. As the windows closed, my stomach churned. A wave of nausea hit me hard. I felt like I was gonna throw up. But I tried to put my thoughts aside and tried to focus on something else. Was I always this car sick?
Vlad started the car and drove to his house. I sat there quietly, fidgeting with my fingers. There was complete silence between the two of us, which made things even more awkward.
I wondered what his house would look like. The car I'm inside is…pretty slick. He seems…well off…but I shouldn't judge a book by its cover.
"He looks like he sells people's kidneys…" I wondered.
The car suddenly stopped, making me jump in my seat. I look outside…what is this place..?