Amy's POV

His consciousness slipped away, right after his voice after that the only thing that broke the silence was the mechanical his from the oxygen monitor and the constant mumbles behind the door from his soldiers words being exchanged right over my head their footsteps constantly thumping causing a headache that was so severe it felt like they were stomping directly on my head.

I was massaging the back of Antonio's hand his grip now loosen on mine, my heart finally steadying into a normal pace, I looked at his face the closest to rest I had ever seen him he was always doing something always occupied always needed...