Would Kai ever love me the way he loved her?
I had never seen him like this, not even when we fought.
The minutes stretched into an hour. Kai's pacing never ceased. Occasionally, he'd punch the wall in frustration, leaving small craters in the plaster. I wanted to comfort him but didn't know how. What do you say to someone who's experiencing grief for a person they don't even remember loving?
Then, finally, the door opened, and the pack doctor stepped out. His face was weary, the lines on his forehead deeper than before. His shoulders sagged with exhaustion, and there was something in his eyes that made my stomach drop. The look in his eyes said everything he wanted to say in words.
Kai was on him in an instant. “Tell me she’s okay,” he demanded, “Tell me she’s going to wake up.”
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