***Callie's POV***
My eyes feel heavy as I struggle to open them. My vision is somewhat hazy but slowly starting to become clear. I look around and notice someone standing at the corner of the bedside on their phone, the back of someone leaving the room, and Sam on my left, who is asleep on my arm.
I reach across and brush my hand through Sam's hair, which causes him to raise his head to look at me.
"Callie," Sam lets out a tired groan.
"Sam," I weep.
I miss him so much, his touch, his smell, his voice, everything. Sam stands from the chair and wraps his arms around me. He holds me for a moment, allowing me to hug him back. I squeeze him so tightly as if I'm afraid he would let go, but Sam never does.
It isn't until I hear someone do a low cough to get our attention that we reluctan
