chapter 2
1330 Words
ONE WEEK AFTER
Lexi lay on the hospital bed, her eyes fluttering open slowly. The faint movement did not go unnoticed by Nora, who had been watching her closely.
“Oh my God… you’re awake. Can you hear me?”
Panic and excitement laced her voice as she hurriedly pressed the emergency button beside the bed.
“I need a doctor here, please quickly! The patient is awake!”
The room was quiet except for the noise coming from the medical equipment. White walls gleamed under the bright overhead lights, and the faint scent of antiseptic lingered in the air. A large window allowed sunlight into the room, casting a warm glow across the neatly arranged space far too luxurious for a regular hospital room.
Lexi’s eyes fully opened, though they remained unfocused as they wandered around the unfamiliar room.
“W-Where… am I?” she asked weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.
She tried to sit up, but Nora quickly stepped forward, gently pressing her back down.
“Hey, you’re still weak. You’ve been unconscious for a week. I wouldn’t advise stressing your body.”
Lexi’s eyes widened in shock.
“What?! A week?”
A sharp pain suddenly shot through her head. She winced, bringing her hand up to massage her temple, her face tightening in discomfort.
Nora noticed immediately, concern flashing across her face.
“Are you still feeling that sharp pain?”
Lexi turned her gaze to the girl standing before her. Her brows furrowed slightly. There was no recognition, no memory of ever meeting her.
“Who are you?” she asked cautiously.
“I’m the girl you saved a week ago… along with my brother. My name is Nora.”
Lexi blinked, studying her carefully. The girl standing before her looked nothing like the one she remembered. She was stunning, elegant, almost radiant and her outfit alone spoke of wealth and class.
Is this girl a princess or what? Lexi thought to herself.
“I personally chose this room for you. I hope you like it,”
Nora continued softly.
“And… I want to thank you. Back there, you risked your life to save ours. I’m really grateful. If you ever need anything…”
She reached into her bag, pulled out a card, and handed it to Lexi.
“…don’t hesitate to call.”
Lexi stared at it, momentarily stunned.
She’s definitely royalty… How can someone just hand over a card like that? I didn’t even have one at her age, she thought.
“I don’t need anything in return,” Lexi said, her voice still weak but firm.
“I couldn’t just walk away without helping. If anything, you should thank my car, it’s the reason I was able to help you.”
Nora smiled faintly.
“I actually do need something” Lexi said
Nora raised a brow slightly. “What would that be?”
“My phone, please. Do you still have it?”
Nora’s smile widened as she reached into her bag again.
“I couldn’t throw away my savior’s phone,” she said lightly.
“But when you gave it to me, it was off. I couldn’t call for help. Luckily, I heard gunshots, that’s how I found my brother. Still, I had your phone charged in case you needed it”
Lexi slowly pushed herself up, and Nora quickly placed a pillow behind her for support.
“Thank you… so much.”
Nora nodded gently.
Just then, the door burst open as a doctor and two nurses rushed in.
Nora stepped outside, giving them space as they began examining Lexi.
“Your vitals are stable,” the doctor said after a moment. “You’re healing quite fast. At this rate, you’ll be discharged in no time.”
Lexi nodded faintly.
“Does the headache still occur? You’ve been waking briefly, but you fall back asleep because of it.”
“I felt a little pain when I woke up,” Lexi admitted.
“That’s expected,” he replied. “I’ll prescribe medication to ease it. The rest will be vitamins.”
“Thank you, doctor.”
He turned to leave but paused upon remembering something.
“Oh and if you have a close relative to call, that would be good. Don’t worry about the bills, everything has already been covered. Get some rest.”
With that, he left.
Lexi immediately reached for her phone. One week… and Desmond hadn’t called. Not even a single call from him.
The only missed calls were from her father and her best friend.
Her chest tightened.
She couldn’t bring herself to call her dad, he would blame himself endlessly. So instead, she dialed Desmond’s number, hoping…just hoping that he would pick up and rush to her side once he heard she was in the hospital.
She called five times but still no response.
Her grip on the phone tightened, her heart sinking deeper with each unanswered call.
Desmond had always been like this… distant, unavailable. But now, it feels worse. Much worse.
She tried to push away the thoughts creeping into her mind, but they refused to leave.
Is he cheating on me? Has he grown tired of me? Who doesn’t check on their fiancée for a whole week?
The questions swirled endlessly, suffocating her.
Desperate to silence them, she called her best friend.
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Three hours later, Samara sat beside Lexi’s bed.
The room was quiet again, but this time, the silence felt heavy, almost unbearable.
Ten minutes passed, yet samara said nothing. She stared at Lexi, her lips pressed together, unsure of where to begin.
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” Lexi snapped weakly, frustration and pain evident in her voice. “Can’t you see I’m hurting?”
She lifted her hand slightly, the IV tube shifting with the movement.
“I told you to break up with that bastard, look at what he’s done to you!”
Samara’s voice erupted, filled with anger. Her eyes burned with fury as she paced slightly.
“I can’t believe he’d leave you like this!”
“So… he hasn’t called?” she asked, her tone softer but still tense.
Lexi shook her head slowly.
“I can’t stand that man,” Samara muttered. “What do you even see in him? His money? There are men richer than him. I don’t understand why you won’t wake up.”
Lexi frowned, displeased with her tone.
“It’s not his fault, okay?” she said defensively. “I’m the one who missed the family dinner.”
Samara froze, disbelief written all over her face.
“Exactly my point, you missed an important dinner. And he couldn’t even call to ask why?”
Lexi fell silent.
Samara was right.
A whole week… and nothing.
She picked up her phone again, dialing his number, but Samara quickly snatched it from her hand.
She ended the call and tossed the phone onto the bedside table.
“Stop chasing him,” Samara said firmly. “Let him come to you for once.”
Her eyes wandered around the room, taking in the elegant details she hadn’t noticed before.
“Lexi… who exactly did you say you rescued?”
Lexi looked at her, confused. “A girl and—”
“A girl?” Samara cut in sharply.
“How does an ordinary girl have access to a room like this?”
“She’s not ordinary,” Lexi replied. “I was shocked too. Just her dressing alone tells you that.”
“I think she’s from a wealthy family.”
Samara shook her head slowly, still in disbelief.
“No matter how rich you are, not everyone can access this kind of VIP suite,” she said, her voice dropping. “Do you even know where you are right now?”
Lexi blinked, confused. “Where?”
Samara turned to her, her expression serious.
“We’re in the one and only Vaughn VIP suite.”
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