Chapter 45

Waking up was something she drew back from. At this time, no. Because he would be by her side when she did.

They informed her that her husband had kept a near-constant watch for days after her admittance, and she found him sitting in a chair by the bed.

Three times a day, in the morning, mid-afternoon, and evening, he had limited his visits over the previous week.

While she was up, the nurses relayed the comment in an informed but slightly envious tone, which they had made while they believed she was asleep. The new information sparked interest in her. She was sent to this posh, incredibly costly private facility with its circle of consulting specialists after being taken unconscious by ambulance from the scene of the accident to a neighboring public hospital. It seemed like chaos ensued within the hour.

This is Anna.

The sound of the voice—a low, somewhat inflected drawl—triggered her heart rate to increase.

Oh no. At this point, she would be forced to admit his existence. After a br