Sandy’s POV
I woke up with a gasp. I sat upright on the couch and wrapped my arms around my body. I focused on breathing, on calming down before raising my gaze upward. I had another bad dream.
Laying on a hospital bed was Anthony. The usual pang of pain hit me in the chest each time I looked at him.
Three months ago, he had been in a terrible accident. An accident that put him in a coma that always gave me nightmares. Nightmares of him never waking up.
I still remember that night like it was yesterday. I had received a call, saying that he had been in an accident. Fear unlike never before had filled me that I almost passed out.
Seeing him covered in blood with broken body parts hurt me and traumatized me. The doctors had told me he wouldn't make it, that he would not survive the
