Brenda’s POV
I held Tony's hand while he slept on the side of the hospital bed. Aside from the steady beep of the monitor next to him, the room was silent. Under the white cover, his face was pale, his lips were dry, and his chest rose gradually. He was heavily blood-stained. However, he was still alive. Now that was the only thing that mattered.
I reached up and stroked his hair back softly. I said, "You scared me." "Tony, you truly frightened me."
He didn't answer. He would require further time to completely awaken, according to the doctor. The surgery had gone smoothly, but it would be difficult to recuperate.
I leaned in to give him a forehead kiss. "We succeeded. Seldom. However, we did.
Silently, the door opened. Leo entered with his face bandaged and his arm in a sling. "How is
