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VEGAS’s POV No way! No way all that was a dream. I quickly opened the door, and the nurse was standing outside, she looked as confused as I was. “Doctor, are you alright?” “Yes, yes, wait, have I been to Armando’s room today?” “Sir, you just woke up! I doubt that Mr. Armando is awake!” Oh my God! How did I make up a whole scenario in my head about me and Armando? “What is the time?” I asked the nurse while scrubbing my hands together. “It is 9:30 am, sir! Are you alright, sir?” She probably saw the confusion all over my face, and how I was panting. “Yes, I am good! Get everything ready we will be going to Armando’s room” “Sir! We don't need to go this early!” “I said get everything ready!” I was pissed off so badly, and I needed to see for myself if everything was a dream