CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE

Tori was awake. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The doctors couldn’t either.

They were all shocked at her miraculous recovery. She could barely speak or move much. She still needed weeks of rest and medical care but she was awake. It was all that mattered.

I watched her sleep and wake up, drink water when she was parched, cleaned her myself and then watched her some more for long hours.

My phone rang, disrupting my new position as the room hawk and mother hen according to Thea who was asleep in a very uncomfortable position by the way.

“How’s she?” Josh had also rushed over, dropping every other thing when he had heard she was awake but returned back to work shortly after.

“She’s asleep.” He sighed deeply and then continued to talk some more about work. We were doing fine, thanks to Josh. The short period when Tori was almost lifeless, there were moments of reflection where I realised that not a lot actually mattered to me in the grand scheme of things. The grand scheme of things being sp