Khloe's POV
I woke up still in Alexander's arms and my head on his chest. He was sleeping soundly. His chest was heaving, making my head also follow his movements. Any slight movement from me would have woken him up and that was the last thing I wanted to do. I held his waist closer, feeling more of his body on mine.
The memories that came back during the coma were scarier than the previous ones I had seen. They were traumatizing.
I felt stronger and better. The head ache was gone and I could move better.
Hours later, Alexander woke up and kissed my forehead. I was drawing imaginary figures on his chest before he woke up. I smiled, raising my head up to look at him, before stretching to plant a kiss on his lips.
"How long have you been awake?" Alexander asked, his voice was thicker
