Lina's POV
The door to the hospital room creaked open as I dragged my tired body inside.
Adrian was still lying on the bed, his leg wrapped in bandages, his phone resting on his chest as he stared blankly at the ceiling. Hearing the sound, he turned his head, and the moment he saw it was me, the corner of his mouth lifted into a smile.
"You're here." His voice was a little hoarse, carrying the drowsy warmth of someone who had just woken up.
"Yeah." I dropped my bag on the visitor's chair and crossed the room to him. "What did the doctor say today?"
He didn't answer right away. He just looked at me, his eyes soft. Then, before I could say anything else, he reached out and pulled me onto his lap—careful of his injured leg, but insistent.
"Adrian—"
He kissed me before I
