"Frank-"
Frank's hand abruptly held mine, and he opened his eyes. He narrowed an eyebrow and said, "Why are you calling me so urgently? Did you think I won't wake up?"
My eyes widened. I swallowed and stammered, "I - I wasn't calling you desperately. You weren't waking up, so I got worried."
Frank grinned from ear to ear. He pulled my hand to his mouth and kissed my fingers gently before saying: "I'm happy to see you so worried about me. don't be, though, I'm fine. I'm not going anywhere soon, my wife." My face went pale pink. I tried to pull my hand away but Frank was holding on. How was he still so strong when he was injured?
"You. it's time for your medication," I stuttered, turning away.
"Having you near me makes me feel better," Frank told me. He kissed the back of each of my fi
