Lucien's POV
Theodore lay on the bed unconscious. Lots of medical equipment were attached to him. He was even wearing an oxygen mask, as he was having difficulty breathing.
From what I heard, they were preparing him for surgery. They somehow wanted to re-attach the tongue and hope he survives.
But not under my watch.
It had been a week since Davina got back home. She was still traumatized, scared and plagued with nightmares. But she was much better than how she was that day she was rescued. She still found it difficult to sleep. But tonight, the doctor injected her and she was quickly knocked off. The drug would help her sleep for about 8 to 10 hours. And that was why I managed to come here.
I approached Theodore, then I unplugged all the equipments from his body, making him jolt awak
