went back to Luke.”
“Did she specifically tell you she was breaking up with Grayson?” she asked him.
Evan closed his eyes and sighed. “Not exactly in those words, but it wasn’t hard to gather.”
“So basically,” Grayson cut in, “it’s my word against Luke’s.”
If there was ever a time I wanted to kill someone, it was then. There was no way in hell I was going to let Grayson make Lara believe they were still engaged. “If you were still engaged, where’s the ring? She wasn’t wearing it after the accident.”
Summer waited for Grayson’s answer, but the doctor walked out. “Looks like Ms. Jacobs has what we call Retrograde amnesia. It’s everything I told you about already. When you take her home, make sure to follow her usual routine, so it can spark some memory. I want to run some more tests, but by the weekend, she should be good to go.”
Summer nodded and shook his hand. “Thanks, Dr. Prince.” Once he was gone, she glared at us all. “I don’t know what the hell is going on, or who to believe, but this stops now. Lara needs our help to get her memory back. If she doesn’t, then it’s up to her to decide who she wants in her life.”
“You can’t be serious,” Grayson grumbled.
She held up her hands. “I don’t want to hear it. No one is going to pressure her, got it? I want her to get her memories back, and that involves all of us standing here. We’re going to take turns with her, whether everyone likes it or not. And that’s final. For now, both of you need to go home, and make sure to stay away until I get her home from the hospital. After that, it’s up to her who she wants to see.” Huffing, she walked away from us and entered Lara’s room.
Evan cleared his throat and patted me on the back. “Looks like you both get a clean slate.” Then he shook his head at Grayson, disappointment written across his face. “I just hope she gets her memories back, soon.” He followed behind Summer and shut the door.
This was the last I was going to see of her for a few days, and it was all because of fucking Grayson. “You’re such a dick,” I growled.
He scoffed. “Me? What about you? The whole time I was with Lara, you kept trying to steal her away from me. Karma’s a bitch, Collins. Let’s see how you like it when the situation’s reversed.”
I pushed him against the wall, the nurses gasping. “You kept feeding garbage into Lara’s head about how you’d never hurt her. Well, look what you’re doing now. When she gets her memories back, she’ll know what a dirtbag you are.”
“And when she doesn’t, she’ll be my wife, and there’s nothing you can do about it. May the best man win.” He pushed me off and marched down the hall.
If Lara couldn’t get her memories back, I was screwed. All she’d have to do is look me up on the internet; all of my exploits were out there for her to see. The only thing giving me hope was she’d chosen me just before the accident. I had to believe she’d do it again.
There was a big, dark hole where everything in my mind should be, and the more I tried to access it, the more frustrated I became. It was completely maddening. And what made it worse was, my body felt like it’d been hit by a tractor trailer. The doctor said I had amnesia from the head trauma I received during the accident, and that I might possibly never retrieve the last few years of my life. I guess I was thankful I didn’t lose every memory, but there were people I was hurting with those lost years. I could see it on Luke and Grayson’s faces when I said I didn’t remember them.
Summer walked in and I could tell she didn’t know what to say, especially when her new husband followed behind. She’d never answered me on what happened to Austin, but I could only assume it didn’t end well.
“I’m sure you have a lot of questions,” she said, sitting down beside me.
My stomach growled, and her eyes went wide. We both laughed. “I think my stomach’s saying I’m hungry.”
“You’re still the same Lara in that aspect.” She glanced back at Evan. “Do you mind getting her something to eat, and maybe bringing her a piece of red velvet cake