HOPE'S POV
Unnerving silence traversed the hospital environment. The fact that Tyler was oddly quiescent wormed into my head. In the past, when I was obmutescent, he would always rent the silence. Our roles have turned.
“It’s been five weeks since you’ve been unconscious in this same bed,” I told him.
“I’ve told you four weeks ago that my ugly past was leaked to Grayson. He’s a guy I barely had conversations with, but recently we’ve gotten closer. Josh hasn’t been coming to school for weeks now, and only Grayson knows my story and voice. I guess at the moment we just have each other.”
“He told me he’s coming to visit you tomorrow.” I rested a hand on the bed, a small smile forming as I recalled the reaction Grayson first had when I informed him about Tyler’s unconscious state. He was i
