Laurent raised her hand to touch his chiseled face, sobbing softly.
"We've come so far to be together. You mustn't let anything happen to you."
"These past few days have been the happiest of my life, and I want to keep being this happy. I want to spend my whole life with you, so please, wake up."
"I love the way you spoil me, the way you love me. I love being with you. The truth is, I've always loved you—I never forgot you, not even once. I—"
Laurent choked up, unable to continue. She didn't even know what to say.
She was terrified—terrified that he would never wake up again.
This fear was even worse than when Clark had stabbed him before. At least back then, he had been conscious, comforting her, and she had known exactly what was happening.
But now, he had suddenly collapsed into unconsciousness, and she had no idea why. On top of that, they were in a foreign country…
