The instant I hear Chloe is waking up, I take off like a bat out of hell to their room. When I bust through the door, Declan is sitting next to her in their bed while Doctor Hawke checks all her vitals. I stand in the threshold, holding my breath and praying everything is okay.
"Two successful changes in the same day has to be some kind of record," he finally says out loud. "I'm going home to take a nap. This has been a stressful, eventful weekend."
"Thank you so much, doctor," Emerson says, shaking his hand. "That'll be a well-deserved rest." I run to him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders in a hug before walking to Chloe's bedside.
"How do you feel?" I ask her, kissing her cheek. She reaches down and grabs my hand, squeezing it tight.
"I feel better than I have ever felt in my l
