Daisy
I must have passed out at some point because the next thing I knew I was laying in a warm bed. I could tell it was a bed because of how soft it was. I didn’t have to open my eyes.
Hell I didn’t even want to.
Laying cocooned in soft sheets it could have almost been a dream. All that pain, the water rushing over my head and down my throat. It seemed dreamlike. Well nightmare like. But I knew it wasn’t.
Aden’s battered face swam into my mind. I knew it wasn’t my imagination because I could never imagine him like that. So bloody and bruised.
My own pain I could imagine but not his.
“Aden.” I whispered his name through dry cracked lips. The salt water had really done a number on them.
“I’m here Daisy.”
His voice made me jump. I hadn’t even realised he was in the room.
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