Remember Me: Oakville Series:Book Two

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Books by Kathy-Jo Reinhart

The Oakville Series

First Love
- Kyle and Amber’s Story (Part 1)

Remember Me
- Kyle and Amber’s Story (Part 2)

Coming Soon

Protect Me
- Paul and Holly’s Story

Clark and Becky’s Story

Angel and Chelsie’s Story

I dedicate this book to my beautiful triplet angels and to any parent who has lost a child, no matter the circumstance. There hasn’t been a single day over the last thirteen years when my babies haven’t crossed my mind. It’s always a thought that makes me smile while at the same time causes an indescribable pain in my heart. Thank you for showing me that I am a hell of a lot stronger than I thought I was and to never give up. I wouldn’t have my son today if I hadn’t picked myself up and tried again.

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beautiful voice is singing. He sounds so sad. So heartbroken. Is he singing to me? Who is he? Where am I? Panic starts to rip through me. I try to open my eyes, but it feels like weights are holding them down. The song comes to an end and I hear another voice.

"That was beautiful, Kyle. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," a female voice says.

"It's okay. I was hoping that maybe music would help. Nothing else seems to work." That voice...there’s something familiar about it.

I finally get my eyes to open. It takes a minute to focus on the two people standing in the room. A gorgeous man and a very beautiful redheaded woman. Neither of which look at all familiar to me. I can tell that I am in a hospital, but I have no idea how I got here or why.

"I wouldn't be too sure of that," the woman says with excitement before running out of the room to get a nurse.

The man darts to my side and holds my hand. When our skin touches, I feel a jolt shoot through my body. It is the strangest feeling. It alarms me. I grab for the tube in my mouth. I want to ask him who the hell he is. The way he tries to calm me tells me I should know him, that we are close, so why don’t I know him?

"Amber, sweetie, calm down. That tube is there to help you breathe. The nurse will be in any minute." He’s still holding my hand. He called me Amber. My name is Amber? Too bad, it doesn’t ring any bells. This is so strange and scary at the same time. There’s something about this guy that... draws me to him. I hate that I don’t know him. The doctor comes in, followed by a couple of nurses.

“Kyle, Holly, would you mind going to the waiting room so I can remove Amber’s tube and examine her?” So, his name is Kyle, and she is Holly. At least I know their names now.

"Princess, I’ll right outside if you need me. I love you," Kyle says as he kisses me on the head.

There is that jolt again as soon as his lips touch my skin. He turns and eyes me warily before walking out the door. The doctor begins removing the tube from my throat. As he slowly pulls the tube out, my eyes fill with tears. My throat burns as if someone has lit it on fire from the inside. Once he has it all the way out, I start to cough. I try to ask for some water, but my throat is so dry, only a squeak comes out. Luckily, the nurse knows what I want and hands me a cup of water. Taking a gulp, the cold liquid soothes the burning and rehydrates my vocal chords. I am able to get out a thank you.

“I’m Dr. Michael Scarn, I have been looking after you for the last three weeks. How are you feeling, Mrs. Connor?”

“I have a slight headache. I also…well, the people who just left, I don’t know who they are. I feel like I should, though.” I give him a pleading look, hoping he’ll tell me that the confusion will go away.

“What is the last thing you remember?” the doctor asks. With a look of worry on his face, he sits down in the chair next to me and writes on the chart in his hands.

“I don’t remember anything. I don’t even know who I am.”

“Your name is Amber Connor. You were in a bad car accident. The man that just left is your husband, Kyle. Your father is also waiting outside.”

“Will this go away? Will I remember my life again?” My chest tightens as panic sets in once more. This is all so overwhelming. The dull ache in my head increases and the more I try to remember, the worse it gets.

“It’s hard to say. I have seen this type of amnesia go away within hours of waking up. I have also seen cases where the patient never regains their memory. Every person is different. Would you like me to stay and explain it to your family?”

“Yes, please.” I barely get the words out. I have a family. My stomach twists painfully and I feel like throwing up. I have a family that I don’t remember. My nerves are frayed. Even though I don’t remember these people, I feel terrible. By the way Kyle was looking at me earlier, I know what the doctor is about to tell him is going to hurt him. I really don’t want to hurt him. I feel a connection to him even without remembering anything about him or us. It's a strange feeling.

The nurse walks back in. Behind her is Kyle and a man that I assume is my father. When Kyle walks in, he smiles at me. I have to look away. I know that none of this is my fault, but I still feel so guilty. Worry and pain are etched into his features and I can't help but feel like I somehow made this happen.

"I have checked Amber over and physically, everything looks great," Dr. Scarn states. He takes a deep breath before continuing. "There is one problem however, and at this point, we have no way of knowing whether it’s temporary or permanent. Amber has complete amnesia. She doesn't remember anything or anyone. She doesn't even know who she is."

I avert my gaze to my hands resting in my lap. I can’t bear to see the look in his eyes. It's too quiet and I glance up, just in time to see Kyle run out the door. I drop my head into my hands and cry. I wish I could explain how I feel, but it all feels so foreign. I'm upset over a man I don't know, yet feel so connected to. His pain is causing me pain.