'Why hasn't she woken up yet?!'
It's already been a week but Luisa Ortega was still unconscious. And Alexander Choi was already in his wits end at the lack of progress. He anxiously paced back and forth in her hospital room. He had walked this same path repeatedly day and night during this past seven days but his woman was still in coma and the doctors couldn't tell him what was wrong with her.
He gritted his teeth and his jaw tightened. He hated this place. He hated the familiar smell of the hospital disinfectant. This place reminded him of the last time she was hospitalized.
Two times. He had arrived too late two times. And both times, someone had been able to harm her.
He had run his hand enough through his hair out of frustration that it had remained perpetually disheveled. He
