"Dafne!" Ian strode into the room a few minutes later, his voice filled with awe and disbelief. He stopped next to my bed and scanned my face as if quenching a great thirst, like he'd been deprived of water for a long time and had finally found a source. "I thought I would never-" He trailed off and grasped my hand. "You're awake," he sighed, tightening his hold on me. "You're really awake."
Speechless, I looked down at his hand over mine.
He noticed where I was looking and pulled back his hand. "Sorry, I just-" He shook his head and decided to veer the conversation in a different direction. "Comus left about an hour ago-I was downstairs talking to your grandmother on my cell phone when they told me about you. I already told her you're awake by the way," he said, his emerald green eyes b
