Chapter 125

Isabella’s POV “James, call Noah,” I told James as soon as I stepped out of the hospital room. “Tell him his father is awake.” James immediately nodded while I turned to the doctor who followed me. He nodded at me, signaling me to follow him and I did. My heart was racing, aching. But I don’t wanna lose hope. I don’t even want to believe that Matteo couldn’t remember me. The air conditioning inside the doctor’s office was cold, but I felt colder inside, The doctor clasped his hands, resting them on the table as he stared at me. “He’ll be fine, right?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “It’s probably because of the anesthesia or the surgery.” The doctor’s voice was clinical, but I could hear the weight in it. “Miss… it appears he’s experiencing retrograde amnesia. The injury has affected his memory, specifically, the period of time in which you were present in his life.” My heart dropped into a cold, empty place. My hands trembled as tears welled in the corners of my eyes again. “W-What do you