[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
I didn’t know how to feel after seeing my husband wake up from his coma.
There was something different in his eyes. The way he looked at me—that softness, the ache, the guilt that was etched on his face. I wondered if there was something that happened to him while he was unconscious. Did something hit him on the head? It made me worried.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw how Dominic stole short glances at me. And when I caught him, he would smile sweetly with those strange emotions swimming in his soft, hazel eyes. I wanted to ask. I wanted to know if he saw anything in his coma that could help end this. But if something did, I knew Dominic would tell me.
