Married at 19

Bella Dawson"]

Martin is sitting here in front of me, but I just can't do anything about it. I wish I could tell him that he is my long lost husband, but Sara is here and I don't want to their relationship. Besides, Sara already announced their engagement to department and no matter how hurts, I am, I have to accept the facts that Nathan is no longer can't be mine.

Sometimes, I stole a glance of him and saw him sort all of the vegetables around his plate same as he usually did long ago. He's still the same, although he already lost his memories. Our sweet memories

together.

"Omg.....I'm sorry, Martin." Sara suddenly spoke as she received a text. "I have to go now. My patient is in critical situation....Sorry."

Martin smiled. "It's okay...don't worry about me, Sara."

"Okay, I'll see you later." Sara said to him. "And you too, Bella."

I smiled. "Okay, good luck for your surgery."

Sara gets up from her seat. "Thanks." She then swiftly headed towards the door, leaving the two of us at the table.

It was awkward-silence moment for both of us this couple minutes. I'm dying to tell him the truth, but I'm scared that he couldn't believe me.

"U-um.....Bella." Did I heard him called my name?

I move my eyes from my phone screen to face him. The unique grey eyes met with the blue ocean eyes, the eyes that I longing so much.

He smiled at me. "May I ask you something?"

"Y-yes." I stuttered a bit.

He suddenly bursts into laughing.

"What??"

"No... nothing, I just wonder why you always stutter when you talk. No offense, but I like the way you stutter, it's cute."

Oh my god..... he makes me blush again.

I quickly cover my cheeks to hide it from

He laughed more. "Okay....okay, I'm sorry."

"You're so mean Nathan..." Did I just said that? You're so stupid Bella.

His face changed a bit. "Why you are always calling me Nathan? Not just you, but your friends too?" He looks so curious about me.

"I....I just slipped my tongue." I lied to him, hopefully that he buys that.

He leaned closer to me, examining my face with his beautiful eyes. "I know you're hiding something, Bella."

I gulped once. "No.... I'm not hiding anything."

He smirked. "Yes...please don't lie to me, Bella."

Should I tell him the truth?

Or not?

"Don't worry, I'm a good listener, you know. Believe it!"

He still can't get rid of that words, although he lost his memories.

I sighed. "Fine....I'll tell you."

He smiled. "Good..."

"Nathan Harrison, he was my husband, Danish's father...."

He cuts me in. "Wait, did you just said 'was'?"

I nodded.

"Where is he? Did he leave you?"

"I lost him four years ago.....he was reportedly missing during the plane crash. All my friends said that he already dead, but I didn't believe them. I know he's still alive and he's he..."

"He's what?" He was so curious.

I just can't tell him that. What about Sara? What if he doesn't want to believe me?

"Bella?" He called me once again. "He's what?"

"No....I'm sorry." I replied while holding myself from crying in front of him. "I want to say that you look exactly the same as him. You're like his doppelganger."

He laughed a bit. "Oh...okay, that's why people here mistook me as him. Okay, I understand now."

You're him, Martin.

I wish I could say that to you.

I saw him cringed with his hands are on his head. "Arghh....m-my head."

"Are you okay, Martin?" I quickly scoot away from my seat, then went to his side to help him.

"M-my head...." he cried in pain. "It hurts so much."

"Just breathe in...and calm down, Martin." I hold his cold hand. "Did you bring your medicines with you?"

He squeezes my hand a bit. "Please, make it stop..." I saw some of the tears coming from his eyes. He suddenly pulled me closer to him, then hugs me tightly. "Make it stop....I just can't hold it....." "Where is your medicine? Did you bring it?" I asked him once again while trying not to cry when looking him in pain like this.

"M-my...pockets." He groped his medicine from his pants pocket. He then gave it to me with his hands trembling a bit.

I quickly took out a pill and then gave it to him with his drink that I took it from our table. "Here, take this pill."

He seems a bit calmer after swallowing the pill that I gave him. "Thanks Bella...for helping me." He releases my hand from his grip. "I'm so sorry for troubling you."

"I'm glad that you're okay now." I replied to him.

Luckily, there's no one here in the cafe since the lunch hour already ended, but only the two of us and the shopkeepers.¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶