Chapter 105. He’s Okay

Yet the hope was there, and I was improving every day. The doctors were encouraged by my progress, which made Nicholas even more diligent in his endeavors to get me to answer him.

The first time I was able to see him almost broke my heart again. Despite his smile, the toll this had taken on him was obvious: the dark circles under his eyes, his pale skin, his sloppy, wrinkled clothes. His face even looked thinner. It made me wonder how long I had been in this condition, and if he had slept even a moment in the meantime.

There was never a single second I was awake when he was not right there beside me. At some point, I was taken off the ventilator, and I was eager to talk and ask about our baby. I didn’t care about my injuries, only whether he was okay. One thing I knew, he was alive.

As my senses cleared, and my ability to respond strengthened, so did his movement. Or at least my awareness of it. He was there with me, of that, I was sure. It restored my faith that t