Eggust's POV My mom woke up this morning and as usual I was expecting her to go back to sleep but she didn’t, even after one hour, meaning she was fully awake. And this was the final proof that the surgery was successful. I was worried about her not being fully awake for the past two days but the doctor assured me that it wasn’t abnormal for patients her age after a surgery. "Hello mum." She smiled back and caressed my cheek. Her eyes regained their focus and I noticed a look of surprise on her face as she recognized me. She struggled to sit up. "No mum. You can't sit up yet." I tried to push her back down but she struggled so I let her sit up. After taking a few moments to recover, she turned and stared at me with a frown and my heart dropped. Oh fuck! We weren’t on good terms before the accident and since she hadn’t been awake for more than a few minutes for the last two days I had not had to worry about our discord before now. Did she remember that now that sh

Hera's POV It was an awfully long journey. What made it even more awful was the fact that I was stressed out, hyperactive and I had no idea where I was going. Well, I did in a way but it was merely from descriptions. I first heard about the safe house from Isla. I had no idea how she'd heard about it or become a member there but she had mentioned it on one of those nights when depression came like a summer's rain. "If I ever needed to disappear for a while, go off the grid, somewhere even the cops wouldn't be able to find me, I'd go to The Safe house." I was more than a little drunk but not so much that I couldn't understand what she was saying and carry on the conversation. "What's The Safe house? Does such a place really exist?" I asked her, dreamily. "Yes it does. If I ever get a big break and land myself some millions or even thousands of pounds, something enough to settle me and keep me out of this business, it would be nice. And I don't care how I get the money. I