Chapter 295

• As days turned into weeks, Ava became more and more worried. Why wasn't he waking up?? Why?? She was frustrated but never left his side.
• Her heart raced as she sat by Alex's bedside, watching him intently. The early morning light streamed through the hospital window, casting a soft glow on his face. She had been tending to him, hoping against hope that today might be the day he'd wake up, that he'd remember.
• As she adjusted the blanket covering him, Alex's eyelids fluttered. Her breath caught in her throat, anticipation building. His eyes slowly opened, confusion etched across his features.