Alexander
The door to the intensive care unit jerked open, and the doctor walked in. He smiled brightly at me.
"How is she?" I asked hastily.
"It wasn't a serious one, thankfully. Just a slightly deep graze. She should feel okay in a few days," he assured me.
I heaved a sigh of relief. "Can I see her?" I asked, and he nodded.
"She is asleep, though, and needs proper rest. Be careful not to wake her up."
I pushed through the door and walked in, pausing immediately when I saw her. A deep sigh of relief erupted in my chest, and a sense of peace filled me again.
I walked softly to her bedside. She looked angelic as she slept, her beautiful hair strewn over the bed, some escaping to lay across her face. She appeared rosy and warm. I was enraged at the purple marks of strangulation around
