-Maeve POV-
Shortly after, Casimir kicked everyone out of the hospital room…
I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh as I watched everyone hightail it out of the room. “Was all that really necessary?” I asked while laughing a little bit.
Pinning me with his gaze, “Don’t give me that look. You were taken from me, tortured, stabbed in front of me, and then I had to deal with you laying in that hospital bed, wondering if you were going to wake up.” His words sucked all the air from my lungs.
Softening my gaze, I whisper. “I’m okay now, mio caro.” (my dear) Holding out my hand, I beckon him with my eyes to come towards me. He feels too far away.
He walks away from the door until he is right in front of me, but he doesn’t place his hand in mine. This causes me to frown.
Giving hi
