The Billionaire's Regret { Regret Series #1}

CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO

CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO
{SELECTIVE MEMORY LOSS}
As soon as the doctors emerged from the dimly lit ICU, David's heart raced with anticipation. He ran towards the doctor who had just emerged from where Charles lay. Kathleen was close behind, her face etched with worry. In a frantic rush of emotions, they both bombarded the doctor with questions about Charles and what Kathleen had just divulged about his memory loss.

"What happened to Charles? Is it true that he's lost all of his memories?" David's voice trembled with worry.

The head doctor, a middle-aged man with a calm demeanor, understood the desperation in David's eyes. He beckoned David and Kathleen to follow him to his office to discuss the situation in a more private space. Anxious but determined, they accepted the offer, they walked in silence, the echoes of their footsteps reverberating in the sterile hallway. When they finally settled in the chairs in the doctor's office, the air was heavy with anticipation.

As they settled into their seats, the head doctor placed his hands on the desk, his expression empathetic yet professional. David and Kathleen exchanged glances, their thoughts entangled in a whirlwind of fear and concern.

"Charles has experienced what we call selective memory loss," the head doctor began, his voice soothing yet matter-of-fact. "Though he may have lost some memories, it is not a complete blank slate. There are certain painful memories that he seems to be shielding himself from, a natural response to trauma. However, aside from those specific memories, he retains a clear recollection of his personal identity."

Relief washed over David, the tight knot in his chest loosening slightly. He glanced at Kathleen, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, he could feel her heartbreak just by looking at her.

"But why would Charles's mind choose to erase only specific memories?" David's voice quivered with a mixture of curiosity and concern. Charles remembered everything else except her and Lana it seems.

"But why would Charles's mind choose to erase only specific memories?" David voice quivered with a mixture of curiousity and concern.

The doctor leaned back in his chair, pausing to gather his thoughts. "The mind is a complex and intricate mechanism," he replied thoughtfully. "When faced with overwhelming trauma, it has the capability to protect itself by selectively erasing certain memories. It's a defense mechanism, a way for Charles to shield himself from unbearable pain".

David's mind raced, trying to comprehend the vastness of what Charles must be going through. Memories were the fabric of one's identity, providing a sense of self and a connection to the past. Losing them, even partially, seemed incomprehensible.

"But how will this impact Charles's future? Will he ever regain those memories?" Kathleen's voice trembled, her fingers intertwined anxiously.

The head doctor leaned forward, his gaze conveying both compassion and realism. "At this point, it is difficult to predict with certainty. While some individuals may eventually recover their lost memories through therapy and time, it is also possible that some memories may remain forever out of reach. Every case is unique, and it will be important for Charles to embark on a journey of self-discovery, surrounded by a supportive and understanding network."

As they left the doctors office, Kathleen couldn't help but feel a wave of sadness and anguish envelope her.