Dante felt his body shift, and with his quick reflex, he grabbed the first person he felt sitting beside him.
Hoping that it was the one person he dreamt about.
"Sharla... Sharla, please don't leave me, I love you," Dante said dreamily.
Sharla stares at Dante wondering what type of dream he was having and why would he say such a thing.
'I mean we haven't done anything or been on dates for him to say he loves me,' she thought as she took him in.
His face was contorted like he was in pain. He used his other hand to hold his chest. After a few moments of massaging his chest, his brows furrowed and then he suddenly grabbed his head and started to shake.
Nico glanced at Sharla as Dante spoke. He looked hurt but was relieved that he was coming out of his coma.
"Will you help me hold him
