Chapter 134. What’s the Point of Living?

Hermes POV

My eyes are still shut, but I’m fully conscious now.

I can hear Natalya’s voice fading, her heels tapping against the sterile floor as she and Charlotte leave the ward. The moment the door clicks shut, I exhale quietly, finally opening my eyes.

I push myself up, the IV tugging against my arm. My head throbs, dull but bearable.

The door opens again.

I tense, ready to close my eyes and fake sleep—but it’s Ted.

“Well, that took long enough, he says, walking in with his usual bored expression, flipping through the monitor readings.

“You didn’t tell them anything, right?” I ask, sitting straighter, ignoring the sting in my temples.

Ted sighs, dragging a chair closer to the bed. “I to