SEBASTIAN COLLARD
It’s been a week and there has been no change to her condition. Doc is keeping a close eye on her. Even a slight twitch of her mouth and he knows about it. My daily routine is in auto drive. I get up in the morning, shower, dress and eat breakfast. Then to the office after I’ve dropped William off. In the afternoon, it’s going to the hospital to sit by her side, holding her hand, talking to her. Then I go home to sleep.
I sit at my desk, staring at a bunch of reports regarding pack business. My brain is not working with today. A familiar tug is felt at the back of my mind. I must be dreaming. Can she be coming back to me? I ignore it and go back to the papers in from of me. Another tug…
“Seb, it’s her. She’s trying to talk through the link.” Jax says while ju
