My body was so weak it felt like nothing more than an empty shell. The doctors worked on me for a full two days and one night before I finally pulled through and was out of danger.
Grover had waited outside the operating room for those exact two days and one night.
The moment the doctor stepped out, he rushed forward, desperate for news.
Only after hearing that I was no longer in any real danger did the tension finally drain from his shoulders.
He never left my bedside. When my eyes finally opened, he gripped my hand even tighter.
"Alyssa! How could you let yourself get into such a terrible state? You've suffered so much with him all these years. Why didn't you come find me sooner? Why make me wait this long?"
Tears filled Grover's eyes as he looked at me. I felt a sudden rush of pan
