Silver’s POV
“You shouldn’t be in here,” the mortician said as we walked into the cold room in the basement of the hospital. I had never been in a morgue before and I wasn’t sure what I was expecting. But it was dark and gloomy down here.
“I need to see my husband,” I demanded.
The mortician narrowed his eyes at me, trying to figure out who I was and then it clicked.
“Mrs. Crown? Erm… Luna?”
I nodded.
“Let me see Elliot,” I demanded again.
“When did you wake up?” He asked. “How are you walking around right now?”
“Please,” I said, stepping towards him. “Let me see my husband.”
He looked at Charlotte who gave him a curt nod and he sighed.
He opened the door where they were keeping Elliot’s body and he slid him out, putting him on the metal table. He was in a body bag, and I
