~Isabella POV~
I woke up feeling confused and disorientated. It didn’t take long for me to figure out where I was, as I saw all the beeping machines, and the IV equipment, and the lines in my arms. I was in the hospital. The last thing I remember was being at my divorce mediation and feeling frustrated and angry at Victor, at his lawyers, at myself and the situation I had found myself in, before everything went dark. It seemed as if I had passed out. As I looked around at my surroundings, my heart fluttered when I saw Victor resting his head at the side of my hospital bed. He was holding my hand and appeared to be fast asleep. I didn’t know how long I was unconscious, but by the look of Victor’s wrinkled clothes, his facial hair growth, it looked like it was a while. The feeling I felt se
