Chapter 19
That was the most terrifying experience of my life.
But you pulled through, O’Reilly. You’re such a fighter.
Baby, you’re breathing on your own. No more ventilator. They took the tube out. They tell me you could come around any day now. And I want to believe them, but yet every time I think I feel you coming back to me, you slip away again. I can touch your lips now. See the shape of your nose. Do you know you still take my breath away, lying here, unconscious? I want to crawl into this hospital bed with you and fall into a coma, too. Want to be where you are. Want to see what you see. It’s close to midnight. Everyone left. They need to rest. And I need to be alone with you. I need to tell you something. Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand if you can hear me. Just…move your fing
