*** Aurora’s POV ***
I blink hard to adjust my eyes to the bright light coming in from the windows. My entire body aches and my head is pounding. Oliver has his arms wrapped tightly around me, making me feel safe and protected. My head is tucked beneath his chin and I take in his scent. I lift my head up and my lips brush up against his Adam’s apple.
Feeling me stir, he tightens his grip and holds back as sob as he showers me with kisses.
“Please tell me I’m not dreaming,” he whimpers. “Please tell me you’re awake.”
“I’m awake,” I manage to respond. My voice is very raspy.
His body relaxes at the sound of my voice and he lets out a sigh.
I know me slipping into another coma is a very real fear of his and I can only imagine watching me slip in and out of consc
