Leah's POV
I reached for the phone on my nightstand and dialed Darren's number. It rang for a while before going to voicemail. I paused, formulating my thoughts, then said, "Darren, it's me..."
Suddenly, the phone was answered. "Leah?" Darren's voice sounded shaky.
"Yes, Darren. It's me."
He let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank goodness. Where have you been? I was so worried..."
"What's going on...?" I asked, bewildered. "I was in a coma."
"Leah, where are you now?" he asked urgently.
"I'm at the Royal Clinic. Lucas and Lucian are here with me, so don't worry," I said, trying to appease him.
"No, you don't understand," Darren interrupted quickly. "I'll be there in half an hour. Stay put. Don't move."
Then, the line went dead.
Confusion clouded my mind. Why was everyone so insiste
