Jovita's POV

Phil looked at me with a crestfallen expression, and I already knew his answer before he said it.

“I'm sorry Jovie, but not yet. They say he keeps mumbling your name”.

The fact that he kept calling my name in his weak state warmed me, but the sadness of knowing he was still not awake was overwhelming.

Maddie pulled me into a hug and led me inside.

I greeted her parents and then followed her upstairs to her room. Her room was on the third floor.

Maddie’s large room was big enough to comfortably hold three queen-sized beds. It was painted peach and white. The curtains were all...