Her Ex-husband’s Wrath

Ashley and I are in our room right now. I make some therapy on her and it turns out ok. She responded and soon she will recover.

“Charles?” My next question.

“My child,” she replied without emotion.

“Asher?” I asked again.

“My husband,” she replied again with delight in her eyes but no emotion.

“Who are you?”

“Ashley,”

“Full name.”

“Ashley Lewis Miller.”

“Very good. You’re great,” I said then kissed her on the forehead and took something from the bag. “And because you’re good, your loved one has a gift for you,” I pulled out a box and handed it to her. “Open it.” She took it and open it. I gave her a 24k gold plated rose. It is a real rose flower inside but it is dipped in 24k gold.

“This is nice. It’s mine?” I nod then approach her and set beside her.

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“Asher,” she calls to me.

“Hmph,” I just answered then played with her hair.

“Will I be well?” I stopped then looked at her.

“Just a little. Just listen to me, ok? And you will accept everything that happened. Because I’m just here.” She nodded then played with the flower.

“Yeah, as long as you don’t leave,” she said.

“I won’t, if I leave I’ll take you with me.” Ashley is a little bit ok now than before. She was already talking and she already knew the people around her. Though she is just emotionless, the important is that she can talk and she already knows us.

She was also somewhat accepting of what had happened then. There are only times that she goes wild suddenly when she feels confused and she feels she’s in danger. But it’s normal because she is still in the acceptance stage. She was just accepting what was happening slowly and all she needed is guidance.

What is important now is that she himself is aware that she is going through something bad that she is trying to accept. And she himself wanted to be healed and go back to where she was.

“You want to visit Charles?” I asked but she just shook her head.

“He’s ok, and he’s in heaven,” she replied then looked up.

“I see. Do you want to eat?” She shook her head.

“I want to talk to you.” I pinched her nose then put my forehead on her forehead.

“What does my love want to talk about?” My tender question.

“Asher, when I’m well, can we have a baby?” I smiled at his question. She’s planning about the future. She has plans for life. A good sign indeed so I cried.

“Of course. You want twins right away?” She nods so I kiss her.

“I want to take care of the baby. I want someone running on the lawn. Then I’ll be called Mommy. Charles is a mute so he can’t speak.”

I saw the sadness in his eyes. Emotion, that’s all that’s gone from her face. But in her eyes, there was still who she was.

I watched her reaction to see if it would change. But no, she wasn’t confused about Charles, no question on her face. That means she knows how Charles was formed, all about Charles.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be healed soon. When you’re completely healed, we can have a baby.” She didn’t even smile, but she immediately hugged me.

“Thank you, Asher. Because you didn’t leave me.” I kiss her head then caress her hair.

“I love you. Thank you too for not leaving me.” Tears shed in my eyes when I thought she was about to disappear. “Thank you for staying.”

“I love you too. I will never leave you, I promise and I will fight so we can come back to what we are,” she said, then let go of the hug. I was surprised because she herself kissed me. So I couldn’t help but cry. “I want myself back, I’m trying to smile, but I still can’t. Just don’t get tired of taking care of me, huh?” I nod in while crying.

“I promise not to leave you. Even if I will take care of you for the rest of my life I won’t get tired. I’m here for you.” She stopped crying.

“I want to cry with you, I feel like I’m hurt by what I see of you. But I don’t want my tears to come out. But Asher, I’m resisting. Believe me, I’m hurt when you’re crying. I’m hurt, sad, sometimes happy, but I can’t show.”

“Shh, shh, that’s ok. Don’t force it. It’ll come back. Just don’t force it ok? Slowly, you’ll be ok.” She nodded then placed her head on my chest.

“I love you, Asher, with all my heart.”

I love her, God knows how much I love her. I can’t afford to trade her for anything or anyone. I love her second to God, more than my life. So when I if I will lose her, my life is useless.

Just a little and she will recover. She resists because she knows there are people who love her. In Ashley’s case, she was so depressed about what she went through, all she needed was caring and love around. She needs people who will remind her that no matter what happens she has sympathy.

It hurts me what happened to her. But it hurts more because I’m not by her side and she’s fighting alone. I can’t go back in time, all I can do is end it, and make another stage for the two of us together.

The story of Ashley’s suffering and pain is over. That point. I will make her another stage. And all of that I will write full of love. Love from me and all of us around her.

I as a husband should always be by her side and will never leave her again. Holding hands we will write another tomorrow full of fun.

Now she is fighting for another tomorrow, tired and rested but not completely released. I knew she could get through it all.

Because she is ASHLEY LEWIS – MILLER my fighter wife, ready to face and accept all the pain to protect her loved one. Hurt, get up, fight, and now saying goodbye to all the pain of the past. It will make another chapter full of fun and no more pain to go through between the two of us.