Zephyr's POV

Don't you remember? You loved my name Jordan. Anyways, you've been very ill. The doctors said you might have some memory issues, but they should clear up with time."

Husband?

That didn't feel right. Nothing about this felt right but I couldn't remember anything that contradicted it either.

"What happened to me?" I asked.

"You were in an accident," Jordan said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "You hit your head so bad you've been unconscious for two days. I was so worried."

He reached for my hand, and I let him take it because I didn't know what else to do.

His touch didn't register in...