Macey jerked awake, blinking as her gaze landed on her attending nurse, “Excusez moi, mademoiselle.”[1]
Macey smiled, watching as the nurse continued her rounds. She wondered when she had fallen asleep. In fact, she didn’t even remember drifting off.
“You’ve been out an hour or so,” Victoria answered her unasked question. “Don’t worry, I’ve been keeping an eye on them.”
“Thanks,” Macey chuckled.
A smile briefly crossed her face before her expression suddenly fell.
“Paul said he was going to grab a bite to eat and come back since this is likely to take a while.”
“Right.”
“Macey? Something wrong? Macey, why are you crying?”
Macey bit her lip, feeling the tear trickle down her cheek. Victoria immediately left her chair and came to sit on the edge of the bed. She quietly dried her
