Chapter 99 - 101
Kelsey POV
The sharp, echoing bang of a gunshot jolts me awake, my heart racing as I bolt half upright, disoriented by the blinding glare of fluorescent lights. The soothing rhythm of his fingers belies the tension in his furrowed brow. The hospital’s waiting room materializes around me, stark and sterile. My head was cradled in Luciano’s lap, his hand still moving gently through the tangle of my curls as I sag haltingly, drooping against his shoulder this time. He lifts his hand and, with an awkward twist of his wrist, cups his hand over my cheek and so his huge hand covers half of my face.
"Avara?" I ask quietly.
"Still in surgery, I think. It’s been hours and still no one has told us anything."
His hand drops from my face to land numbly on his thigh. I take his hand so I can entwine our fingers together before I plant them on my lap, hoping he can draw from me what words fail to deliver. My eyes scan the expanse of glaring white and glass panels to see it occupied by us and three other people on the opposite end, who I don’t know.
"Where’s Silas?" I whisper.
"Stormed off not long ago."
I lift myself straight in the seat.
"Where are you going?"
"Fetch him before he starts picking fights with anyone who looks at him funny."
"At least we’re in a hospital," he mutters wryly.
I stand and my face turns to toss him a flat look.