Emilia opened her eyes slowly, the sun rays that made it through the drawn blinds making her squint. She took a deep breath as she sat up, blinking as she took in the white walls around her. The constant beeping and rhythmic whooshing sound the only things heard in the huge room. She sat up straight, gasping as pain shot through her right shoulder, bringing back the night before clearly into her mind.
She reached up and pushed the few strands of hair that had escaped the messy bun that she had Jean put her hair in, before looking at the pale man lying on the hospital bed while hooked to the machines that were doing some of his bodily functions. She reached up and touched his hand, his fingers feeling a bit clammy.
Emilia was still looking at Adam, she did not even hear the door being ope
