I woke up in the same hospital room as before, except I had an oxygen mask on my face. I looked around and found Samuel sleeping in the chair beside the bed, snoring softly. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as the sight of him, but I quickly shoved them away. My hatred for him quickly flooded my sense as I glared at him, my hands forming into fists.
I looked away from him as the doctor walked in, reading a chart. He looked up and smiled.
"You're awake." He observed.
I nodded, "Yes, it seems so." "Well, looks like the dear King didn't listen to my instructions. You went into cardiac arrest, again." His voice was filled with anger as he glared at the sleeping Samuel. "You've been out for three days, he hasn't left that spot at all." I looked back over at Samuel, but only felt disgust b
