Something’s Wrong
BACK TO THE PRESENT – Sebastian’s POV
I stared at her, not sure if this was a fucking dream. Her unfocused gaze drifted around the hospital room before finally settling on me.
I probably looked like an idiot with my mouth hanging open, just staring at her. I’d been praying for a miracle, begging her to wake up. Now that it was happening, it felt so unreal that I couldn’t process it.
“Sebastian? What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice filled with confusion.
“Fuck, Thea. You’re awake!” I shouted excitedly, accidentally scaring her.
I pulled her into my arms without thinking. God, it felt so good. So fucking good to see her eyes open. My entire body was buzzing with elation. I felt happy, surprised, and mesmerized all at once.
“Why wouldn’t I be awake?” Her voice was muffled against my chest.
I gently pushed her back to look at her face, studying her intently. I couldn’t believe my eyes, couldn’t believe this miracle had actually happened.
Just minutes ago, I was on the edge of breaking down. The physician had told us to consider the option of withdrawing treatment, and now here she was. Breathing, eyes open, fully conscious. A fucking miracle.
I hugged her again, just to make sure this was real. I wanted to savor this moment, wanted to shout my thanks to the Goddess for this blessing. Tears blurred my vision, and I let them fall freely. Fuck, Leo would be so happy.
Everyone would be ecstatic about this. We’d been waiting for this moment for three whole months. Praying every day that she’d wake up.
Life without her had been dark. Like we were all stuck in grief, unable to see any light.
Now that she was awake, everything could finally get back on track. I wouldn’t have to worry about Leo or Phoenix anymore because they had their mother now. No one could care for them or love them better than Thea.
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“You’re scaring me, Sebastian,” she said softly.
I kissed her cheek, wiping away the damn tears. “I’m just so happy you’re back. Back with me. Back with us.”
I stroked her soft cheek. Three months had passed, and her wounds had healed. Hair had even grown back at the site where they’d stitched her head. No one would be able to tell what she’d been through.
“Are you okay? You’re acting really strange,” she asked, touching my forehead as if checking for a fever.
I laughed with my whole body. I hadn’t laughed in weeks. It felt so good to have her back.
“Now that those beautiful eyes are open, I feel fantastic.” I couldn’t resist kissing her
again.
She stared at me, like she was trying to make sense of something. Her gaze moved from
my eyes to my lips and back again. Then she shook her head, as if trying to clear some
confusion. She was looking at me like she’d never seen me before.
It should have been a warning sign of something seriously wrong, but I was too excited to pay much attention.
I squeezed her hand and then grinned. “Let me get the chief physician.”
“Wait!” she called out before I could leave.
She shifted to the edge of the bed, trying to reach for the water pitcher on the bedside table. I was by her bedside in a few strides, noticing her hands trembling as she reached out. I stepped in to help.
I poured some water into a cup and helped her drink it. I hadn’t even thought about how thirsty she must be after three months of not speaking, just waking up from a coma.
After drinking the water, she turned to face me. Her brows were furrowed, and her lips turned down at the corners.
“What’s going on, Sebastian?” she asked quietly. “Why am I in the hospital?”
“You were shot; don’t you remember?” I held her hand, relishing in the warmth of it.
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She shook her head. “No, I don’t.”
I sighed. I’d read some articles about brain injuries. One had said it was normal for patients not to remember what happened.
Kissing her hand, I stood up.
She looked at me suspiciously. Like she didn’t understand why I was kissing her or why I was being so nice to her. That should have been the second warning sign.
“Let me get the chief physician, and he can explain everything, okay?”
She nodded. I turned and almost ran into a nurse.
“I was just going to get the chief physician,” I told her excitedly. “Thea’s awake.”
She looked at me like I’d lost my mind, then peered over my shoulder. The moment she saw Thea, her eyes lit up.
“Oh my God, I’ll get the chief physician.” Before I could ask anything else, she rushed out the door.
Turning back to Thea, I sat in the chair beside her. I still couldn’t believe she was awake.
“Why was the nurse so shocked to see me awake?” she asked after a moment.
“Because you’ve been in a coma.”
“What? Really?” Now it was her turn to be shocked. I guess she hadn’t expected that.
“Yes. You’ve been in a coma for three months.”
If possible, her eyes grew even wider, and her mouth fell open. If the situation wasn’t so serious, I would have laughed at how comical her expression was.
Her mouth opened and closed as if she was trying to formulate words. She seemed to be struggling to express whatever it was she wanted to say.
“How is that possible?” Panic now filled her tone. “I don’t remember being shot. So how the fuck do I suddenly wake up in a hospital with you telling me I’ve been in a goddamn coma for three whole months?”
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The last part came out as a shout.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly. Her trembling had gotten worse, and her face twisted into what I was fucking sure was an expression of anxiety.
“Deep breaths, Thea,” I told her calmly, and she complied. “What’s the last thing you
remember?”
Before she could answer, the door suddenly swung open. Seraphina, Maximus, the nurse,
and the chief physician walked in.
Seraphina’s eyes were filled with tears, and before anyone could stop her, she lunged
toward Thea.
The panic that had just subsided came back in full force. When Thea frowned and then pushed her mother away, I knew things had gone terribly wrong.
“Who the fuck are you?” she screamed, looking at Seraphina.
Fuck, something was definitely wrong.
