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Voicemail of 1st January' 2011

02:54 a.m.

"Hello, love. It's rather cold out here, would you mind coming to me please? Unless you want me to lose my fingers to frostbite that is. But let me warn you, Ems, you'll miss my fingers. Whose hands will you hold if I don't have any fingers?!

"Wait... is this a scheme of yours to get rid of me? You'll say you can't stay with a finger-less man! Emma! Don't do this to me, love. I forbid you!"

An unintentional laugh escaped my lips. His drunken ramblings made me giddy and tense at the same time. Giddy because I had never encountered this side of his before, and tense because I worried over his safety at such a late hour of the night.

"Wait, where was I was going with this again? Ah, right, I remember now. I was saying that I'm cold as I stand outside of this really shiny building whose name I do not recall but, I do know that we had immense fun here.

"And I'm freezing, woman! Where are you? You told me to wait outside for you and I'm waiting. Don't hang me off in the cold now, please darling. I'm sure it's illegal to purposefully let your husband freeze to death."

He laughed then but, I froze. My hand stilled around the cell phone that felt like a horrid, possessed piece of metal that stung my palm.

Husband, he had said.

Husband.

It had not been our dating anniversary he was previously talking about, had it? It was a wedding anniversary; our wedding anniversary.

My breathing became laboured and my ears begged to stop the voice entering them from reaching my brain. But he kept on speaking.

"Mat, where are you?"

A distant and different voice sounded in the phone this time - my voice.

"I'm right here, darling, slowly sacrificing my good health for my beautiful wife."

"Oh stop with your theatrics already. I'm way too drunk to respond to them."

"Only for you love, I will. Only for you,"

"Sure. And who are you talking to on the phone with?"

"Oh I'm talking to you-"

"What?"

"Yes. Your poor hubby was trying to find you, you see. So, he called you."

"You're an amazing dork, you know."

She laughed then - the old me laughed.

Anyways, let's please go home. I'm thoroughly knackered and in need to sleep until the next century or maybe the next millennia..."

"Sure just let me find our car. It must be somewhere around here..."

"Oh no, you're not driving alright. I'd like to get us back home in one piece, thank you very much! So, we'll hail a taxi home and then someone will get the car."

"But a mugger might nick it!"

"Well I'd hug the considerate mugger for delivering my car to me! Now let's go. And, Mat love, please cut the recording. You're flooding my phone with voicemails; I don't think it has much memory left now."

"Oh right,

"...

"I've found you now, Ems. Good night, love."

I breathed in deeply, tears streaming down my face.

This can't be happening to me... No. Please, no.

My fingernails dug into the skin of my palm as I clutched the phone with all my might. Through blurred vision I noticed the date of the voicemail.

I had woken up in the hospital on 2nd of January, having lost my memories of the previous four years, dating back to a small accident I had had.

I was told I had been in an accident on New Year's Eve and that I had gone under major surgeries. The doctors had stressed how miraculous my survival was.

We had never reached home that day, had we? But I had woken up. I had fallen asleep married and had woken up single.

I fought to catch my breath at the sudden devastating realisation. This was all too much; too absurd; too unreal.

I had been happy today morning, running out to grab my usual cocoa. I was happy!

...

But was I complete?

Over the span of the last few hours my whole world had come crashing down, leaving only a scattered mess of half truths and a thousand unanswered questions.

Over the span of the last few hours I had gone from being single to having a secret, former lover to having been previously married.

How is such a thing even possible? If it is then what did I ever do to deserve this?

Why me? Why him?

I glanced down at the phone still tightly clutched in-between both my hands. The skin there had turned a deep red from long exertion and I was sure my face looked the same.

Maybe my body remembered him and was afraid to let go of the little piece of his it had finally managed to find and that that was the reason behind all my bodily reactions.

But will I ever remember him again? Remember our once happy life together?
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Lyrics of song "Tenerife sea" by Ed Sheeran:

You look so wonderful in your dress
I love your hair like that
The way it falls on the side of your neck
Down your shoulders and back

We are surrounded by all of these lies
And people who talk too much
You got the kind of look in your eyes
As if no one knows anything but us

Should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it's enough for me
'Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need

I'm so in love, so in love
So in love, so in love

You look so beautiful in this light
Your silhouette over me
The way it brings out the blue in your eyes
Is the Tenerife Sea

And all of the voices surrounding us here
They just fade out when you take a breath
Just say the word and I will disappear
Into the wilderness

Should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it's enough for me
'Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need

I'm so in love, so in love
So in love, so in love

[6x:]
Lumière, darling
Lumière over me

Should this be the last thing I see
I want you to know it's enough for me
'Cause all that you are is all that I'll ever need

I'm so in love, so in love
So in love, love, love, love,
So in love

You look so wonderful in your dress
I love your hair like that
And in a moment I knew you, Beth.
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Hey guys! I'm extremely sorry for being a couple of hours late but my net was dead, leaving me incapable of updating.
Anyways. We're almost half-way done with the plot now. Not the story or the chapters, the plot. xD

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