Forget me not
It was so quiet on the other side of the phone. “Dorian?” she asked, worried. She had just discovered she had a husband. Holy Fuck.
Then… what if HE did that to her. The scars. She heard him talk to her again and then hung up. She slowly dropped the phone. She had to know who she was, but… She wasn’t so sure she wanted to know that from him now…
He was by her side in a minute. Tapped her on her shoulder with silent ‘here’ and looked her over with worried expression. “Are you okay?”