***ALARIC’S POV***
Camilla sleeps through the night, and I watch her all night until she wakes in the morning. "Hey," I say softly. "Do you feel better now?"
She nods, smiling a little. "Yeah, much better," she replies, her voice still a bit weak.
Sitting up slowly, she turns to look at me. "I'll answer your questions now," I assure her, trying to put her at ease.
"Your name is Camilla," I begin, "And I'm Alaric," I continue. She frowns a little. "Who are you?" she asks.
"I'm your husband," I reply, my voice steady. Her eyes widen in surprise, and she takes a moment to process the information.
"Really?" she asks and I nod, leaning in to kiss her lips. "Yeah, we've been married for over a year, and one month ago, you were involved in an accident that put you in a coma," I explain, my
