After that moment with Chase and the heart monitor, all went quiet again as if he had slipped into a deeper coma. I felt sad but never gave up on talking to him. It has been two days since that moment, and I have been at his side eighty-five percent of the time. Karen has been great with keeping the twins safe. She is truly a blessing. She is the one who also has been having food delivered to me. As well as making sure a cot was brought in so I could sleep and rest.
The battle had been over, and we won for now. I cannot help but feel something bigger is brewing. But I can not focus on that right now I have to focus on my mate getting better and waking up.
I have to focus on my mate getting better and waking up. A few times I tried the kiss to see if it would work, but nothing happened.
