Ainsley had been in a coma for two long months. The first days were the hardest…..uncertainty hung in the air like fog, and every beep of the monitors felt like a countdown. But on the sixtieth day, just after dawn, he stirred. His fingers twitched, his brow creased, and then his eyes fluttered open.The world came back slowly.The first thing Ainsley saw was white. Then gray. Then the familiar face of Eric, who had been hovering near the bed, half-asleep with a mug of stale coffee.“You’re finally awake,” Eric grunted. “Don’t look so disappointed, I’m not Eloise.”Ainsley blinked. “Where is she?”Eric rolled his eyes. “Two months in a coma, and your first thought is her." Not even a ‘Thanks for saving my life, Eric.’ Touching.”Ainsley tried to sit up but groaned as pain shot through his ribs.“Easy,” Eric said, pushing him back down. “You’re still made of glass.”“But she… she was here, wasn’t she?” Ainsley rasped, his eyes watered. “She hates me… I can’t force her back.”Eric rolle
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