Danica's POV
Although my composure remained smooth and calm throughout the three hours I spent in surgery with a few nurses, the minute it ended, I became a nervous mess.
I was anything but composed or calm. I freaked out silently even as a stable monitor glared at me occasionally.
I spent one more hour checking thoroughly for any mishaps or anything that needs reduction or addition. Everything became perfect except the consciousness of the patient himself.
There was no single sign that he would be waking up anytime soon and he should. With this kind of record on his monitor, he should be awake by now. But there have been cases in the past where a patient woke up only after seven hours. Perhaps, I just needed to wait for five more hours...
My eyes fell on the clock behind me and I re
