Orson returned to the hospital when it was night she he found Ryan sitting on the waiting chair outside her private room.
“How is she?” He asked as Ryan rose. “She’s out of danger and the operation went well according to the doctor, they don’t know when she’s going to be awake though.” He replied and Orson nodded.
“You can go check on her.” Ryan pointed out when Orson wanted to sit with him and he smiled as he pushed the door open.
His smile brightened when he saw Freya lying on the bed, her face pale and several machines connected to her finger, arm and heart.
He sighed heavily as he sat in the chair beside her. He grabbed her free hand and kissed it softly.
“I’m sorry for not protecting you babe… If I had protected you well then you wouldn’t be here… I’m going to get rev
