ALLISON’S POV
“Justin, can you follow my finger?” Dr. Nora holds up a pen and moves it slowly from side to side.
My heart is hammering so hard I’m convinced everyone in the room can hear it. Katy is pressed against my side, her grip on my arm borderline painful, and honestly I don’t even mind. Her anxiety is my anxiety right now, bleeding into each other until I can’t tell where mine ends and hers begins.
I got back from the cabin barely an hour ago and found out Justin’s finally awake, and now we’re all standing here trying to breathe normally while Dr. Nora runs through her checks. She needs to check his motor activity, response time…the whole thing.
Still watching, Justin’s gaze tracks Dr. Nora’s hand, slowly, and imprecise, but there. She nods, and some of the tightness in my chest
