Richard's POV
My eyes drift slowly over her body again before I stare back at her face, trying to memorize every inch of her beautiful face.
Brown eyes.
Pink lips.
Black straight hair.
Pointed nose.
She appears to be in shock, with her jaws slightly dropped.
Carefully, I lift my eyes away from her, glancing around the entire place before looking down to see myself lying there.
I am in a hospital bed.
What happened? Who is this woman? Where am I?
I look back at her, and I see her head slightly bent with a frown on her pretty face. It makes her look so small, pale, and sad, and I wish I could move closer to her and console her about whatever is causing her sadness.
Suddenly, she lifts her eyes to meet mine, and I freeze.
Beautiful. Captivating.
It makes my heart beat twice its normal rate, assuring me of life. For a moment, I thought I was in heaven, dwelling with the angels, and attracted to this particular angel.
“The doctor…” someone calls out, breaking into the buzzing tension betwe
