Soren
I was still asleep in the chair. Watching someone you love fight for his life was more of a curse. Since I got here, there has not been a sign of recovery.
The doctors said there was activity in his brain wave and he had been in and out of sleep but never coherent. I still didn't give up hope that he would be strong.
I was tired of waiting, so I fell asleep next to him.
A throat cleared, yanking me from the restless haze of sleep.
I startled awake, my body tensing automatically as my mind caught up to the present. Blinking rapidly, I focused on the figure before me, Rowan.
He was awake.
He was sitting up on his bed as the doctors pointed a flashlight in his eyes for his check up. The nurses stood to the side as they took down notes.
