Before we left the hospital, Julian helped me sneak into both my mothers and Zach's room so I could say goodbye. Neither of them had yet to wake up but Zach looked much better than my mother did. Poor Zach had two broken legs and a bandage around his head. It hurt to see him - them - in such a state but I tried to have hope.
Despite me being completely fine dining on pizza, Julian stopped off at the local supermarket and made me pick out my favourite meals. I went along with it, telling myself that it's fine because I'd pay him back. So I grabbed a bunch of frozen food, a toothbrush, and other necessary items.
When we'd finished and returned to Julian's black range rover, he held my hand as I climbed into it. I didn't really need the help, even if I was short, but I appreciated the gentl
