The sound of the hospital door opening drags me out of my sleep and I lift my head up fast.
My hand quickly moves to my neck where it's aching. It's feels stiff too.
Adam is still lying quiet and pale beside me, and I realize I've been sleeping for hours.
I almost started drooling beside him on the hospital bed.
Shit. It’s almost dark outside. How long have I been sleeping here?
I fumble for my phone and check the time. It’s past five in the evening.
“Good evening, ma’am,” a doctor says, and I have to stand up from my chair quickly. My legs feel like noodles.
“Good evening, Doctor,” I greet back but my voice is too rough from sleep.
I look over and see three people wearing white lab coats.
Six is the last one to come in, standing behind them all.
“Will he be alright?” I finall
