“We have an update,” Dr. Reis said as he stepped into the private ICU room. I rubbed my tired eyes, it’s been two days since the attack, and we hadn’t heard anything new until now. I sat up on the bed and was about to stand up.
“Yes,” I said, waiting for him to continue. It was just me in here now, but we’ve had a lot of visitors. I barely leave his side, only to shower. Each day I feel myself getting weaker, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m losing him or because I’m beyond stressed.
“I called Axel and Amanda; they’re on their way then, I’ll tell you.” He said, tapping his clipboard. I nodded and laid back in bed cuddled up to Daemon.
It’s the weirdest thing; he has an IV for fluids and a feeding tube in his nose, but otherwise, his body is functioning normally. Laying my head on h
