Morgan's POV

Blinking slowly, I realized I had been out for some time. Dante was no where to be found and the hospital suddenly felt too quiet for a hospital.

Gooseflesh popped out all over my skin as if a cold wind had blown all over me. The sound of a door opened, diverting my eyes in it's direction to see Winston walking out of it with a doctor and some nurses.

I had barely gathered enough strength to stand when he squatted before me hugging me tightly. There was something like reassurance and... Sadness in his hug. When he pulled away, he jet my eyes with some gloom that...