JADA'S POV
It had been two long days since Xander had fallen into a coma, and today was the make-or-break day. If he didn't wake up, we would lose him forever. The thought of living without him was unimaginable, and the pain of that possibility was unbearable.
I sat by his bedside, holding onto his hands as if they were the lifeline that could bring him back to me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I looked at his face, willing him to open his eyes, to return to me. In the hushed room, I whispered, "Xander, please, wake up. I can't imagine a life without you. Please, open your eyes and come back to me."
Charles came to check on me, accompanied by maids bringing in food. It had been two days since I had last eaten, and I had no appetite. How could I eat when my husband lay in a coma, his l
