“Adrian… darling, I’m here.”

The voice sounded coy, calling his name again and again.

Adrian tried to open his eyes. His vision was blurred; the bright white lights of the hospital stabbed at his sight. His body felt heavy, breath still trapped in his chest. But the voice kept coming, growing sharper in his ears.

When his sight finally cleared, Adrian saw Leviana seated beside the bed, clutching his hand as if she would never let go.

“Thank goodness you’re awake…” she whispered with a sweet smile.

Adrian frowned. “Leviana?” His voice was hoarse, barely audible.

“Yes, me. Your most faithful one,” Leviana answered quickly. “You don’t have to worry...