Aden’s POV.
I walked into the hospital like I had every other day. The twins danced and played happily behind me. We were all in lighter spirits today after Hannah had finally woken up yesterday. It was the best news any of us had, had in weeks. They had drawn Hannah several hundred pictures over the last few weeks, and now that she was awake, they were excited to show her all their handy work.
There was still a long way to go before things would be back to normal. Maybe they never would be, but I think it’s always worth celebrating the small wins. This was one of those wins.
We stepped off the elevator at Hannah’s floor, and all hell was breaking loose. Several doctors were running into her room. Alarms were going off, and carts and people were going everywhere. It was absolute chao
