Savannah
My heart lurched, then seemed to stop altogether. “Is he… is he okay?” The words were a choked whisper.
The nurse’s smile widened. “He’s stable. The doctors will come by to speak with you soon. You can see him now, for a few minutes.”
I was on my feet instantly, an adrenaline rush chasing exhaustion. I ran through the corridors.
The moment I stepped into the Intensive Care Unit, my eyes locked onto him. My Jermaine. He lay in the bed, looking impossibly small and fragile.
Tubes and wires connected him to beeping machines. His chest rose and fell. As I approached, his eyelids fluttered, then slowly opened and settled on me.
“Oh, baby,” I whispered, my voice thick with unshed tears. I walked over quietly, my legs feeling like jelly. I leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to hi
