Chapter 122: Alone Again
Duncan’s throat burned as he forced out the words, his voice barely above a whisper. "I am..." His gaze drifted away from her, settling on the window where the morning sun poured in, almost mocking him with its warmth. He swallowed hard before adding, "Why are you here? Where’s Orson?"
Cammy sighed, rubbing her tired eyes. Though she had just woken up, she felt anything but refreshed. Every muscle in her body ached from sleeping in the uncomfortable reclining chair, and the dull throbbing behind her eyes told her she hadn’t truly rested.
"He went home," she murmured, stretching her sore limbs. "He has a family, Duncan. A wife, a newborn. They need him, too. And since you won’t be in the office for a while, he has to be there early to manage everything in your absence."
Duncan watched as she crossed the room, mumbling something under her breath while counting on her fingers before glancing at the clock. Then, without another word, she poured a glass of water, dropped a straw into it, and returned to his side.
"Here. Drink." She held the glass up to him, her voice softer now. "It’s been over six hours since your surgery. The doctor said you can start drinking and eating now."
Duncan hesitated. His pride wanted him to refuse, but his body betrayed him. His throat was parched, raw from hours of unconsciousness. Reluctantly, he took a sip, the cool water soothing the burning dryness. He closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the relief.
"Feels good, doesn’t it?" Cammy said, watching him.
He exhaled, barely nodding. "Yeah."
For the first time since waking up, something in his chest felt lighter. Not because of the water—but because, despite everything, she was still here.
Cammy exhaled, crossing her arms as she looked down at Duncan. "I won’t be staying long. Dylan needs me, and I have work to do in his room. I’ve already hired a private nurse to take care of you around the clock, and Orson approved their salary. This room is right next to Dylan’s, so if you need anything—from me or Orson—you can tell your nurse."
Duncan let out a dry scoff, his lips curling into a bitter smirk. "And what exactly would I need from you?"