Lorraine was numb. She paid no attention to the noise outside the hospital room. She kept twisting her engagement ring on her finger while her right hand rested on her fiancée's hand.
The man in question was sleeping peacefully in his hospital bed. In a coma. His head wrapped in a clean white bandage as a result of the doctors needing to repair as much damage to his eardrums as was possible. They had told her that he'd lost almost eighty percent of his hearing. And was very lucky to still be alive.
"Have you even moved since he was brought back from surgery?" Barney asked, breaking her away from his thoughts.
Lorraine shook her head. "No. Actually, yeah. I used the bathroom twice," she responded, her eyes focused on her fingers interlaced with Nicholas's.
Barney sighed, praying to what
