AUTHOR’S POV
In the private recovery room the hospital had prepared instead, Emilia lovingly stroke her son’s dark hair watching him slowly wake up from the lingering effect of the anesthesia. She helped him sit up careful not to touch his bandaged elevated arm.
“Do you feel okay?” she asked softly after she had fed him a glass of water
“I’m sorry.” Xavier murmured lowering his head. She creased her brows confused “you had to leave your work because of me” he added. Emilia could only smile warmly, her eyes softened as she said
“Did you expect me to stay at work while you were about to go in for surgery” Xavier slowly looked up and faced her “if you feel guilty, next time just go report to your teachers. Don’t handle it on your own”
“But the teachers only stood by and watched how he wa
