Semua Bab Beneath the Surface : Bab 91 - Bab 97

Lila’s POVI didn't know when I slept off, after crying for hours, exhaustion finally took over me and I slept off. Even in my sleep all I could think of was Drew, not minding the fact that he hated me now. I didn't know how long I slept but immediately I woke up his eyes opened, staring at me with so much intensity and in that moment my entire world shifted.For hours, no it felt like lifetimes, I had sat in that chair beside his bed, counting the rise and fall of his chest, terrified that each breath might be the last. My body went numb, my mind was shattered, and now… he was awake. It felt like a miracle.I don’t even remember moving, only that one moment I was frozen in disbelief, and the next I was leaning forward, cradling his face in my trembling hands as if anchoring myself to the proof that he was alive.“Drew…” I whispered, my voice already breaking. “You’re awake. Oh God, you’re awake.”Relief ripped through me so violently that my knees nearly gave out, even though I was s

Lila’s POVThe day bled into evening in slow, uneven drops. I had already freshened up and just lay on my bed waiting for the doctors to come for their routine check up.The doctors came eventually, a cluster of them in white coats, their voices soft and clinical as they examined me. The cold press of a stethoscope against my chest and the pinch of a blood pressure cuff was one feeling that I still wasn't used to. I couldn't believe that this was my life now, and as I sat still while answering their questions in a voice that didn’t sound like my own I just kept wishing that everything would be over soon.When they finally stepped back, the lead doctor gave me a smile that did not quite reach his tired eyes.“You are recovering well,” he said. “The chemical traces have left your system, and your vitals are stable. We will still want you to rest, eat properly and avoid stress as much as possible.”I almost laughed at that, bitterly. Avoid stress? How could I, when my entire life had bec

Lila’s POVThe moment my mother’s arms loosened, she didn’t ask a single question. She only brushed a stray strand of hair from my face and smiled, though her eyes shimmered with the weight of unspoken things.“Come,” she said gently, her voice pulled me back into the world I thought I had lost. “Let’s go home.”I swallowed hard and nodded. My gaze drifted over her shop counter. Everything looked exactly the same, yet seeing it now filled me with guilt.“Mom, your shop” I began, my voice catching.She waved a hand before I could finish, the corners of her mouth lifting in reassurance. “Forget the shop. You are here now, and that is all that matters. The shop will wait. You won’t.”Her words sank deep, both comforting and heavy. I hated that she would close for me, hated being the reason she lost even a few hours of business. But the truth was, I needed her more than I could admit aloud. My chest ached with the need to cling to her, to soak in the quiet strength I had missed for so lon