Salvatore's POV
Her lips pursed.
"Doc-"
I wave her off before she reaches for the door and informs the doctor of the new development. Hospitals literally drive me nuts to a psychotic degree.
My experiences from a young boy about hospitals has been the most traumatic experience of my entire life. Nothing good happens within the confines of these depressing walls, filled with pus, decay, and uncertain dreams. One second a breath and the next a loss. Deep uncertainties swirl within these walls and I hate it with every fiber in my being.
"Nah I need you.." my voice croaked hard.
The confusion on her face as she watched me intently, words stuck in her throat divided to reprimand my stubbornness or reluctance to get the doctor on my revival.
Fear too.
I could see the fe
