Nolan’s Pov

I sat across from the doctor, my legs bouncing, fists clenched, my entire soul dangling on every word pouring from his mouth.

But none of it made sense.

It was like he was speaking in Morse code, in ancient Greek, in complete and utter gibberish. All I cared about, all I cared about was her. My Lilith. The love of my goddamn life.

"So, what are you saying?" I cut in, sharp. My voice wasn’t loud, but it sliced like glass. “Give me the summary. Is she going to wake up or not?”

The doctor adjusted his glasses and blinked. “Mr. Williams, forgive me, but like I said,...