Chris's POV
My head throbbed a dull ache that resounded through my head. My hands and legs felt heavy, as if heavyweight dumbbells were placed on them. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt heavy, too.
A soft hum flitted into my mind, a familiar tune that pulled me close. It was Daisy's voice. I knew because she missed the pitch point, as always.
“Daisy…” I muttered. I forced my eyes open, and she was there, her face hovering above mine. I could see the relief on her face, transforming her expression into something radiant, something breathtaking.
"Chris!" she cried with emotion. "You're awake!"
I tried to speak, to respond to her, but my voice was a mere whisper that barely escaped my lips.
"Daisy," I rasped, my throat dry and scratchy.
Her smile widened. "I'm here," she sai
