Chapter 138. The Miracle He Prayed For (1)

ROBERT

She was awake.

God, she was awake.

I couldn't believe it, but as my legs carried me across the room and toward her, yes, Renee was awake.

She was alive. She was conscious. And she was looking at me with teary brown eyes, muttering my name repeatedly.

As I reached her bedside in a flash, and despite the doctor's warnings to take things easy, I pulled her into my arms and hugged her hard. Tight. Bone crushingly.

The tears dropped faster than ever, and I cried. I sobbed. I turned into a blubbering mess, not caring about the doctor or nurses in the room.

I just let the fucking grief out because it was about damn time.

"Oh, God... Oh, Renee..." I mumbled, my voice breaking as I buried my face in her hair. "I... I thought you wouldn't make it. I thought I had lost you forever." My body shook violently as I spoke, but it didn’t stop my arms from tightening around her. I wanted to permanently hold her close. To never, ever