“You’ve been out cold for three days, and now you’re all smooth-talking? Besides the pain, is there anywhere else you feel off?”
Adolphus couldn’t help but laugh at Laurinda’s joke. He shifted her gently, helping her move just enough so she could get comfortable on the bed.
“Dizzy…”
Laurinda really was dizzy. The whole world felt fuzzy, and she hated that powerless feeling, like she was just floating, unable to grab onto anything solid.
Adolphus put his fingers on her wrist to check her pulse. When she mentioned the dizziness, his brow tightened.
“You barely had any energy left, and now you’ve lost even more. Honestly, it’s a miracle you’re not worse. When you got to the hospital, you’d lost so much blood your whole body was cold.”
Laurinda saw the frustration in his face and reached out, wrapping her hand around his.
“Don’t make it sound so dramatic. I was still aware during the surgery. It wasn’t as bad as you say. Renata patched me up before we even left for the hospital.”
Since she had the strength to talk back, Adolphus finally relaxed a little. He gently pinched her cheek, his voice soft and teasing. “So, do I need to sing your praises now?”
“Wouldn’t hurt.”
Laurinda pressed her cheek into his palm, soaking up the warmth. In her heart, she thought, It’s good to still be here.
Adolphus barely dared to touch her, afraid he might hurt her, but he let her lean into his hand. Feeling the heat of her skin, he finally let himself breathe, the tension draining away.
For a long moment, neither of them spoke. They just stayed like that, quietly taking comfort from each other, both feeling at peace.
A doctor finally walked in to check on her. Adolphus pulled his hand away and helped with the exam.
The doctor checked Laurinda’s wound and frowned again. The spot was tricky and could tear easily.

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