Chapter 8

NICOLE

"Damian is awake?" I asked, exchanging looks with Marcus. Without waiting for Nina to respond, I rushed towards the elevator.

Together, we hurried down the hallways and arrived at Damian's room, where we saw a flurry of doctors and nurses rushing in.

Damian was sitting up and flashing a smile at the nurses who were tending to him.

"Mr. Damian, are you feeling alright? Any discomfort or pain?" asked the neurosurgeon, to which Damian nodded in response.

"I'm doing okay, Doc. Just feeling a little dizzy, but overall I'm fine," Damian replied.

“Damin," I called out as he turned to face me at the door, his eyes lighting up at the sight of me.

"Nicole," he replied, his voice full of warmth and affection.

I wiped away the tears that were streaming down my face and walked towards him. He grabbed my hand and held it tightly.

"Sis," he said, his voice filled with emotion. "I've missed you so much, Sis," he continued, holding onto my hand even tighter.

I turned towards the doctor and aske