I saw her come back into my room, as she had promised me. She was being followed by her best friend Lori and Dr Andrews, but the last two just seemed to vanish into thin air, while my eyes only saw her, my mate, my Lizzie. Call it the sedatives or the mate pull, I honestly didn't care, as long as I was able to see her, I knew I would be the happiest man alive. She stepped over towards my bed as she took my hand immediately. I could tell that she had been crying.
Why was she crying?
I wanted to sit up and pull her in my arms, comfort her and hold her close, or at least kick the ass of the person who was responsible for making my mate feel like that. She was a damn angel walking down the earth. There was not one reason to justify her sadness right now. All I wanted, was to make her smile
