THREE HUSBANDS - A Story Of Polyandry

chapter 3- Three HUSBANDS

Amelia attempted to sit up, but her weakness caused her to tremble, leaving her feeling disoriented and vulnerable.

Just then, a man entered the room. He was a striking figure, tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a depth of emotion. His strong, chiseled features exuded a sense of both strength and kindness.

When he saw that Amelia was awake, a look of sheer happiness and relief washed over his face. He hurried toward her, his strides filled with urgency, and reached out to gently take her hand.

Amelia, unable to recognize this man or anything about her surroundings, began to speak, but her head throbbed with pain, causing her to wince. She was about to ask the man for answers when he spoke first, his voice warm and filled with genuine concern.

"I'm so glad you've regained consciousness," he said, his fingers gently squeezing her hand. "You had quite an ordeal, but you're safe now."

The man's face lit up with relief as he exclaimed, "Ava, you're finally awake!"

Amelia, still trying to make sense of her surroundings, couldn't help but feel a pang of confusion. She whispered softly to herself, "Ava? Who is Ava? I'm Amelia."

Before she could ponder this further, two men entered the room, each possessing a unique and striking appearance.

One of them was a vision of strength and power, who had a commanding presence, with broad shoulders, chiseled muscles, and a rugged handsomeness that exuded confidence. His strong jawline and intense gaze made it clear that he was not to be underestimated.

And the second one, in stark contrast, possessed an air of delicate elegance. He was tall and slender, with refined features that spoke of grace and sophistication. His eyes held a depth of wisdom, and his attire was impeccably tailored, emphasizing his innate sense of style.

The man who is the embodiment of strength, said, "Ava, you're finally awake."

The tall and slender man, with concern in his eyes, asked, "how, are you feeling, Ava? You were unconscious for a week."

Amelia's mind raced with questions. Why were these three men calling her Ava? And who were they? The room felt like a vortex of mysteries, and she desperately needed answers. Her emotions swirled like a storm inside her, a whirlwind of confusion, fear, and curiosity.

She looked from one man to another, her eyes wide with shock.

Amelia finally mustered the courage to speak, her voice trembling, "Who are you three? And why are you calling me Ava?, I have no idea who any of you are."

The three men exchanged perplexed glances, clearly unsure of how to respond to her. Nathan, who had been sitting beside her and holding her hand, leaned closer and asked gently, "Ava, do you not remember us at all?" He reached out to touch her shoulder in a comforting gesture.

Amelia winced at the touch, her head throbbing with pain. She touched her temple and whispered, "no, I don't know any one you."

Sebastian, who had an air of delicat, furrowed his brow and inquired, "Ava, are you joking with us? Or perhaps you're angry with us?"

Amelia shook her head, the confusion deepening. "I'm not joking, and I have no reason to be angry. I just don't know who any of you are."

Alexander, the embodiment of strength, who had stood silently until now, couldn't contain himself any longer. He stepped forward and said firmly, "Ava, how can you say that to your husbands? We've been so worried about you."

Amelia's eyes widened in shock, and her heart raced even faster. She stammered, "H-husbands? Whose husbands? What do you mean, HUSBANDS ?"

The three men exchanged glances once more, their expressions filled with a mix of concern and frustration. Finally, they spoke in unison, "Yes, Ava, we three are your husbands. Can you remember now?"

Amelia couldn't believe her ears. She blinked and looked around the room as if hoping to find an escape from this absurd situation. With a hint of humor in her voice, she said, "Well, this must be the most unconventional soap opera plot ever. Three husbands? Seriously?"

Amelia couldn't believe her ears. The room seemed to spin around her as she struggled to process the astonishing revelation. She had awakened in an unknown place, surrounded by three men who claimed to be her husbands, but she had no memory of them because she wasn't Ava .

Determined to escape this bizarre situation, Amelia tried to stand up, her gaze locked on the door of the room. She muttered to herself, "Maybe I'm rescued from the car accident, but what bad luck to be stuck with these weirdos."As she made her way towards the door, nathan hurriedly stepped in her path, concern etched across his face. "Ava, where are you going?" he asked. "You should rest. You're not well. "Amelia, undeterred, attempted to continue, but before she could take another step, Alexander the tall and strong man swiftly approached her. With surprising ease, he scooped her up into his arms and gently placed her back on the bed. "You need to rest, Ava," he insisted with a deep voice that resonated authority.The three men exchanged glances, their eyes communicating their thoughts without words. It was as if they had their own secret language. Then, as if by silent agreement, they quietly left the room, leaving Amelia bewildered and alone.In the adjoining room, the three men began to discuss their unexpected predicament. Nathan sighed, "I think Ava really has amnesia, just as the doctor suspected."Sebastian, chimed in, "Yes, the doctor did warn us about the possibility of amnesia after the accident, but I never expected she'd forget us completely."Alexander, clenched his fists, frustration evident in his voice. "How can she forget us? But if the doctor says it's temporary, then we'll have to take care of her until her memory returns."
As Amelia lay on the bed, her mind was a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief. She couldn't help but think, "This has to be the weirdest situation I've ever been in." I should just tell them that I'm not Ava, but would they believe me, I mean they are so convinced that I'm their wife Ava, what should I do? I don't even know who they are and what is their purpose, I think I should play along for now, and I'll escape when I get the chance.

She chuckled to herself, thinking about how her day had taken such an unexpected turn. "One moment I'm witnessing my ex-boyfriend trying to justify polygamy, and the next, I'm stuck in a room with three guys claiming to be my husbands. Talk about a bizarre twist of fate."