Zoe’s POV
It felt like I have been sleeping for years and still my eyes were denying to open up, the weight of tiredness still lying over my eyelids. I groaned in annoyance, fighting inwardly, forcing my eyes to give up and open. Ultimately, I won the fight and slowly my eyes opened letting the bright light pierce in to them.
‘Agh’ I cursed under my breath before tossing on the other side of the bed, but it was small, my hand hang low. With furrowed brow I once again opened my eyes, taking in to the surrounding until my eyes stopped at dad.
‘Dad?’ I called for him, he was engrossed in deep thought and startled when I called him.
‘You’re awake?’ he stood from the couch and came to stand beside me.
‘Did I sleep so long?’ I questioned him.
‘You were unconscious for straight two days’ he
