THE RING

IVAN’S POV:

(Past continues in Ivan’s POV)

She looked at me with wide eyes, and I can tell that she is confused as hell and she is going to cry out loud anytime soon because she is whimpering seeing the ring and me. Yes, the ring. That was the thing Mario showed me a month ago, telling me that we just need that. At first, I was confused, not knowing how I’m going to tell her everything. But, Mario told me that we can act in front of her like I’m her husband and she is my wife until she becomes completely fine. At first, I didn’t accept that because I knew that she’ll hate me when she knew the truth, but after hearing her condition from the doctors, I accepted the plan.

Mario and Marina purchased rings for us, and I put the rings on her finger and made her wear my ring on me with her hands. I know that is wrong, but I didn’t have any other option at that time. But one thing for sure, even if she didn’t accept me as her husband, I vowed to be her husband, and I accepted her as my wife with all my heart. I shook those thoughts away when I heard her pleading voice.

“Can you please tell me, am I married? Who is my…husband?” She pleaded to Marina, and Marina immediately looked at me.

“Yes, dear, you’re married to him,” Marina disclosed the truth while looking at me.

My doll looked at me, trying to remember anything about me, but if she only knew the truth. I slowly went near her. I touched her left hand as she was sitting on the chair. At first, she tried to remove her hands, but I held her hands tightly, trying to give her some confidence that I’m not a threat to her. After some minutes, she relaxed, and I can feel that. I started to rub her hands with my thumb and started to talk to her while Mario and Marina went outside, giving us some time alone.

“I…don’t know what you’re thinking now, but trust me, you’re my wife, you’re mine,” I expressed my true feelings to her, hiding the truth.

She didn’t say anything, but she kept on looking at me. I also waited for her answer, and this is the first time in my life I’m waiting for someone to speak to me. I heard her voice, but she didn’t talk to me; she only talked to Marina. I want her to talk to me like she is talking to Marina. She just nodded her head, causing me to smile sadly because she is still not comfortable with me.

“It’s okay, doll. Take your time,” I whispered to her with a kiss on her cheek and tried to go outside. But then I heard her voice.

“What’s my name?” Finally, she talked to me but asked me the question for which I didn’t prepare any answer.

I turned to her again with nothing inside my mind, but when I saw her dark brown eyes, I realized that I’m madly in love with her, and I can’t live without her. So, I thought of naming her Daisy, as I love the white daisy which has brown carpels.

“Daisy Antonov.” Yeah, I joined my name with hers. She looked at me with a question mark in her eyes, and I guessed that she wants to know who Antonov is.

“I’m Ivan Antonov,” I said and saw her nodding her head slowly.

I stood in the same place, looking at her deeply. I think that she needs to be handled with care and at the same time with friendship and love. And as I got some perfect idea, I again sat near her and stretched my hands towards her. She looked at me confused, and I smiled without a reason.

“Let’s be friends until you know everything,” I cheered and noticed a small smile on her face.

She shook my hands with a lot of hardship in both her body and mind. That’s when both Mario and Marina came inside holding two plates. After the nurse freshened up my doll, Marina fed her. I wanted to do that, but I also knew that my doll still needs some time.

PRESENT IN MADISON/DAISY’S POV:

After that, I slowly started to talk to him. At first, it was difficult for me, but when I started to see the love in his eyes for me, I decided to live the time with him. When he finished feeding me the fruits, I saw both Mario and Marina coming inside the room. They became close to me in a short time. Even when I didn’t talk too much, whenever I’m with them, they made me talk like I’m crazy. Marina immediately ran to me and hugged me.

“You look amazing in this dress, dear,” she chirped, and Mario also signaled me that I look good, but I’m sad because he didn’t compliment me.

He left the room with Mario, and Marina started to pack the hospital things. After some time, both Mario and he came inside the room with doctors. The doctors told me that I’m better now, and they advised me not to think about anything. Then he put a mask that covered my mouth and nose, and he, Mario, and Marina also wore the same. I wonder why they are covering their faces. He carried me in a bridal style and took me out of the room, and then he carried me outside the hospital, not caring about the eyes that were surrounding us. Mario went and opened the door of the limo, and he made me sit inside comfortably. Marina got inside with me, and he sat in the passenger seat while Mario sat in the driver seat and started to drive.

That’s when I noticed there were cars tailing us in front and back. I wonder who they are. Who is my own husband? As the ride was smooth, I kept my head on Marina’s shoulder, and she started to caress my hair, and I fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw myself carried by him. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled lightly at him and looked around to see where he was taking me. My breath hitched when I saw the majestic view of the mansion. It’s huge, painted in cream color, and the door is painted in brown color. When he stepped inside the mansion, the interiors really caught my eyes. I don’t know if it is the place I used to live, but I love this mansion. I saw Mario and Marina ascending the staircase, and he followed them with me in his hands.

Marina opened some grey color double doors, and he carried me inside. At first, there was a huge sofa, and then there was a partition, and then only a huge king-size bed was placed, and he made me sit on the bed, so I can’t see what’s next, and I feel sad about that. I can’t ask him to carry me because he carried me for a long time. Both Mario and Marina went outside, and he started to unpack my hospital bag. Suddenly, I want to drink water, and as he is busy, I tried to take the glass which is on the right side of the bed table, and I failed to reach it. So, now I have to call him, but how am I going to call him? I don’t remember what I used to call him, so now I have to decide what I’m going to call him. Can I call him hubby, or can I call him honey, sweetie, baby, darling, ugh…nothing seems to be good. When I was in my deep thought, I heard him calling me love. Aww, how sweet! Can I call him that? “First, listen to him, idiot, he is calling you,” my subconscious mind mocked at me, and I immediately looked at him and noticed he is looking at me with sad eyes. Why is he looking at me like that now?