Austin’s pov. My heart sank as I watched Emery lying unconscious on the hospital bed. Last night, I was overwhelmed with anger. It wasn’t my intention that she fell, I wanted to pull her closer to myself, but I don’t know how it all happened. It happened so fast. As we got to the hospital, and the treatment was on-going, I had to go splash some water on my face, and take some hangover tea. I’ve been waiting for her to wake up, my hands holding hers as I stir immensely at her pale face with bandage around her head. I rubbed on the ring on her finger, a sign that she’s mine. The door to the room swung open, surfacing the doctor. I sprang up from the chair, my heart cartwheels in worry, “Doctor, she’s been unconscious for long now. When is she waking up?” His furrowed brows made my stomach tingle, he opened his mouth to speak, “she lost a lot of blood from the fall, but she’s strong. However…” “She’s waking up soon, right?” My eyes locked intensely with his, searching for reassura
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