AUTHORESS' POV

Demetrius took Miquel's hands and wiped them tenderly with cotton. He dipped the cotton into the clean water and wiped her face.

“It's been ninety days Carissa, when will you come back to me?” The war ended immediately, Casino was pronounced dead. Gilead is now in the right shape, but Demetrius' joy wasn't complete. The love of his life is still in a coma, and he has no idea when she will wake up. He had a lot to say to her, he badly wanted to scold her about how foolish her decisions were, but how could he when she was still in this state? He shifted the...