CHAPTER 333: BEGINNING OF SOMETHING (3)

Georgia’s POV

"What you’re saying doesn’t make sense at all, Ella," I muttered, pressing my fingers against my temple as the pounding in my head grew worse. The room felt too bright, too loud, my own heartbeat echoing in my ears.

"I-I think this might help explain things," Nicholas Knight said, his voice unsteady as he took a phone from his pocket and handed it to me.

I hesitated for a second before taking it. The moment the screen lit up, my breath caught in my throat.

Photos. Dozens of them.

In the first one, I was standing barefoot on a beach, wearing a flowing white dress under a wedding arch made of driftwood and flowers. Beside me was Nicholas Knight, smiling like he had everything he’d ever wanted in the world.

I swiped to the next.

Me, holding Katie in my arms. Katie is sitting on Nick’s shoulders. The three of us together, laughing, hugging, celebrating. Pictures of dinners, theme park rides, bedtime stories, and other memories frozen in time that I had no recollection of.

But I couldn’t deny what I saw in them. I looked happy. Katie looked safe. And Nicholas... Nicholas looked at me in every photo like I was his world.

I slowly lowered the phone, my fingers trembling. "What... what is going on?" I asked, my voice breaking as I looked from the doctors to Ella, desperate for someone to make sense of this nightmare.

Dr. White stepped forward, her expression calm but serious. "When your guardian informed us of your possible memory loss, we ran several tests, including brain imaging. There are no signs of internal or physical trauma in your brain. Structurally, you’re healthy."

She paused, studying me with gentle eyes. "But you’re showing clear symptoms of retrograde amnesia, a loss of memory from a specific period of your life. Since there’s no physical damage, the cause is most likely psychological, brought on by extreme stress or trauma."

I blinked rapidly, trying to hold back the tears that were already pooling in my eyes. "You mean... my memories are just gone? Like someone hit delete?"

Dr. White nodded. "Temporarily, we hope. That’s why I’ll be requesting a psychologist to join your care team, to help you recover safely through therapy."

The woman standing beside Nicholas spoke up. "Wouldn’t a psychiatrist be better, doctor? Maybe with medication, she could recover faster?"

Dr. Kim, the other doctor, shook her head immediately. "Not in her case. Medication isn’t advisable due to her current condition."

I frowned, confused. "What condition?"

The doctors exchanged brief, uneasy glances, and the air in the room suddenly grew heavier. Dr. Kim looked like she wanted to speak, but hesitated.

I frowned, my confusion deepening as I scanned each of their faces. "What condition are you talking about?" I asked, my voice sharp with a mix of fear and irritation.

Dr. Kim’s eyes darted toward Ella, and when Ella gave a small, silent nod, my stomach twisted. What the hell are they hiding from me? My pulse started to race. "You knew you were bleeding when you arrived here, right?" Dr. Kim asked gently.

"Yes," I said, nodding quickly. "I assumed it was from the fall. My whole body hurts because of it. I must’ve hit the water wrong when I fell. That’s why I’m bleeding, right?" I tried to make sense of it, desperate to ground myself in logic.

Dr. Kim inhaled deeply before shaking her head. "That’s only part of it."

She picked up the clipboard she was holding and turned it around. My eyes landed on a grainy black-and-white image clipped on top—a small shape in the middle of a dark void. I stared at it, my mind blank.

"This," Dr. Kim said softly, "is your ultrasound."

My breath hitched.

"You’re pregnant, Georgia. About eight weeks along."

For a moment, everything around me stopped. It was as if my brain refused to register her words.

Pregnant?

No. That’s not possible. That can’t be possible. I never had sex ever in my life, not with Raymond, but fuck this, was it with Nicholas Knight since Ella said I am married to him? No! Not him of all men in the world!

"I—I don’t understand," I stammered, shaking my head violently. "That’s not—no, I’ve never—how could I—" My words tangled in my throat, dissolving into a whisper. My chest tightened, panic clawing up my ribs.

From the corner of my eye, I heard an ear-piercing squeal. The woman beside Nicholas was jumping up and down, grabbing his arm and shaking him like a toy. "Oh my God! Oh my God! I’m going to be an aunt!" she cried, her voice echoing in the sterile room.

Ella had her hand over her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks as she laughed and sobbed at the same time.

Meanwhile, Nicholas stood frozen. His jaw fell open, eyes wide, almost disbelieving. "D-Did I hear that right?" he asked Dr. Kim, his voice trembling. "I—I’m going to be a father?"

"Yes, congratulations, sir," Dr. Kim said with a faint smile.

That’s when it happened—he broke. His face crumpled into the strangest mix of laughter and tears. He covered his mouth with both hands, then turned toward me, his entire body trembling. "Georgia..." he whispered. "We’re having a baby..."

I froze, blinking hard as if the world had just flipped upside down.

He stepped forward, reaching for me, arms opening like he was about to pull me into him.

This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be.

Am I really pregnant?

I don’t even remember... being with anyone.

I don’t remember him.

My instinct took over. I flinched hard, pressing myself back against the pillows. "No!" I shouted, the word ripping out of my throat like a reflex. My heart pounded so hard it hurt.

Then my brain caught up, and before I knew it, I was smacking him with the clipboard like it was a weapon. "Who the hell do you think you are to touch me?!" I hissed, hitting him until the thing flew out of my hands.

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