Part 45

Days passed, and so far, no one outside Antony's household, including Abigail, Gladwin, and Eijaz, was aware of what had happened to Flavia. They took turns checking on her.

Gladwin sat in a chair beside Flavia's bed, his entire body wrapped in sterile clothing. It had been six hours since the girl came out of surgery. According to standard operating procedures (SOP), if Flavia didn't regain consciousness within two days, she would be categorized as being in a coma.

Gladwin held Flavia's right hand. The girl's index finger was attached to a Pulse Oximeter, while an IV was set up on her left hand. A tube delivered oxygen to her nose, and electrodes were attached to her chest. Her normally rosy skin now appeared pale, and even her lips were starting to dry. Dark circles were forming under her eyes. Flavia had used up two blood bags after her operation, yet she still hadn't opened her eyes.

"Love, can you hear me?" Gladwin stroked Flavia's temple and occasionally kissed the back of her h