Never Losing Hope (Always With You Duet Book 2) by Y.V. Larson

Author:Y.V. Larson [Larson, Y.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

"Amiri!"

Shooting upright in bed, I take gulping breaths, my throat feeling like I've been raging for hours. Before I can form the words, a bottle of water is thrust into my hands, the lid already cracked, allowing me to gulp it down greedily.

"You good?" The familiar grunted words of my brother help to soothe my frayed edges right now.

"Fine."

"Nightmare?"

I squint when I look up at him, the sun framing his body beside my bed. The shades are wide open, allowing me to understand a bit more why that fucking dream ended like that.

Ignoring his question, I ask one of my own, "Was I screaming?" Because it sure fucking feels like it. It feels like I have about eight shredded chips lodged in my throat that won't go away no matter how much I drink or swallow.

Korren's face is unreadable. "No, but for the last hour, you have been snoring like you have fucking allergies." I snort. "Time to get up, visiting hours start in about an hour, and I'm assuming you will make us all eat."

After the hospital staff kicked us out last night, we followed our parents and Nolan's parents to a nice hotel a few blocks away. Thankfully, they had double for my brother and me, and the two lovebirds got their own king.

This hospital is far more strict, keeping to their two-person visit policy and visiting hours...it makes me wish we were home. Dr. Levine wouldn't kick us out because she understands just how much Eve needs love and support to heal.

My first wave of guilt for the day hits full force; Eve isn't well enough to travel, and here I am, wishing we were back home. I want to be around twenty-four-seven to ensure we have the latest updates, but most importantly, my angel is getting the care she needs. I scoff at myself, annoyed that I'm mad about sleeping in an amazing bed throughout the night while she is on her own, fighting just to open her goddamn eyes.

Breakfast consists of very few words in the hotel dining area. The eight of us all lost in our thoughts of Eve...Ryan has yet to eat even a bite of food. I shovel down as much as I can without puking; the need to be at my best for Eve is like fire under my skin.

I have to do better. Be better.

Hushed encouraging words from the parent’s filter across the wooden table. I can't tell if they actually believe she will be okay or are just trying to put on a good front for us. Either way, it doesn't do much to quell this wretched anxiety twisting my insides.

The drive to the hospital is the same, quiet and subdued; none of us ready for what the day might bring. I want to reach out to my brothers, but I'm trapped in my own torment that bombarded my system when I saw my mom yesterday. My walls are firmly demolished, leaving me vulnerable and aching.

Dressed in clean clothes that Mia and Dan brought for all of us, we shuffle our way into the bustling hospital.

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