Hearing what Jerry just said, it was at that moment Abigail's memory brought back what happened the day she had fainted outside her building.
At first, it had been a blur, only fragments of memory—her body too weak to remember, her mind too foggy to even get hold of anything.
Now—She remembered everything.
The stranger who had stood over her.
The man who had taken her to the car.
The one who took her to the Marriage Registry. Her heart racing as the memory crystallized into clarity. She thought he actually took her to the hospital instead of the Marriage Registry, now she was wrong, she's actually married to him, and she did it on time.
And her husband was him, Jerry Brown.
The very same man standing beside her now.
And they had actually gotten married before she fainted.
At that moment Abigail's cheeks twitched slightly, her fingers curling against the hospital sheets as realization hit her fully.
Then a slow smile formed on her lips.
