"It's been 13 days and 8 hours, hmph!" Steven retorted at Michael. Michale gritted his teeth, tempted to strangle Steven to death.
I nodded, stunned for a moment. I then asked, "I've been unconscious for so long? What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said you probably passed out because of excessive shock or concussion," Rachel replied, squeezing my hand tighter. Her voice was trembling with fear. "You frightened me to death, Stephie."
Feeling somewhat dazed and numb, I sensed a loss of control over my body. Something told me that neither excessive shock nor concussion was the cause of my prolonged unconsciousness…
Noticing Steven's cautious and fearful gaze at me, I wondered what had frightened him.
Obviously, he wasn't worried that I would remain unconscious. It felt more like he was afraid that I wouldn't recognize him when I regained consciousness…
Was he concerned that I might lose my memory again?
Silly Steven. How insecure was this guy? Worrying that I might fall in love with Michael again…
"Steven, my head hurts," I said softly.
I had heard that showing your vulnerable side to your significant other could increase the couple's happiness.
"I'll massage it for you," Steven said, pulling me into his embrace and massaging my temples in front of Michael.
"Show off… " Rachel hummed in a tone tinged with jealousy. "Stephie, am I not your favorite anymore? You said you wanted to live with me, didn't you?"
I glanced at Rachel, my expression complex. After a moment, I smiled and teased her, "Don't you have your eyes on Zion for that?"
Rachel chuckled. "He's occupied at the moment… "
Despite feeling a lack of control over my body, I attempted a smile. I hoped it didn't come off as forced.
I could feel that my body was seized by an uncomfortable numbness.
"What happened… after I passed out?" I asked.
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