CHAPTER 82: Don't search for Rowan

ADELE'S POV

The rays of the morning sun coming from the open windows in Carlo's room, seemed to be shining directly on my face, making me blink my lashes several times before my eyes adjusted completely to the brightness.

Slowly, I raised my head up from his bed and glanced at him. He was still the same, no improvement yet. I had stayed up the previous night, wishing he'd at least move a finger miraculously or open his eyes. While watching him, I must have fallen asleep with my head on his bed.

"Good morning Carlo. Can you hear me?" I began, reaching my hands to his. "I know that no amount of words I'd say would make up for the pains I'd caused you. That's why you should wake up quickly and punish me as you deem fit." I said as I brush my thumb on his hand gently. "I've been so stubborn, so unyielding and so unforgiving to you whereas it should have been the other way around, since I was the cause of your misery. I'm sincerely sorry. I hope you can wake up soon and talk to me.