~~AXEL~~
I don't know how long we sat there. An hour? Two? The sound of the life support machines and the murmur of nurses were the only soundtrack to our silence.
I wonder what Raphael is thinking. Is he replaying the accident? Or is he just counting his money, already planning his next casino venture, having shed the trauma through violence earlier today?
And for the first time in years, I want to apologize. But the words "I'm" can't be formed on my tongue.
The silence finally shatters when the door to Room 412 clicks open. A young nurse steps out, quickly scanning the hallway.
"Mr. Thorne?"
We both shift fast.
"The sedative is wearing off. She's conscious, and she's panicking. The doctor says you need to come in one at a time, just for a moment."
Before the nurse finishes the se
