Princess Gabby
I was thankful when I awoke to an empty room, except for my mate. I wanted some time alone with him. Guilt twisted my gut as I stared at his sleeping face.
"I would give anything for you to wake up," I whispered, sitting up on my elbow. I caressed his scruffy cheek. "I need you."
I jumped when the door opened and a nurse entered. "Princess, I'm sorry if I woke you." She bowed before coming to stand at Damon's bedside.
"Anything?" I asked as she checked his vitals.
"He is stable, princess."
I pursed my lips and nodded. Stable is good, but it doesn't tell me when or if he will wake up.
"The queen left a few bags for you," she pointed to the small couch. "There is a phone charging on the table, and she left a message about returning this afternoon."
"Thank you."
"How a
