Ryder’s P.O.V.
I was outside the ICU ward and watching her from the glass door. She was looking so pale and weak. There were so many wires attached to her body. This time, Dr. Carter increased the number of wires. I was eagerly waiting for the moment when she would open her eyes and would give me her best smile.
Dr. Carter told us that during the operation, he lost her pulse more than once and was afraid that she would slip in coma but luckily, she made it out. I knew that she was a fighter, and she would not give up easily.
I wanted to hold her in my arms again. I promised myself that I would ensure that she would not let herself again in any danger. She was my responsibility, and I was determined to keep her safe from now onwards.
“Ryder”, I heard someone calling me and I
