"Let me know if she gains consciousness."
"Understood, Mr Volkov."
Was that Daniel and Alina?
Daniel's voice was low, and I could sense the concern and worry in it.
I could picture his expression without even seeing his face, that rare, furrowed brow he got when he was truly anxious. Then I heard the soft thud of the door closing. Did he leave?
How could he? I'm his wife. How can he leave my side when I'm like this? I'll give you a piece of my mind later, Daniel Volkov. Just you wait.
"You should be awake by now, Miss Eva. It's already been a week."
That was Alina. I knew her voice well enough by now. So it was just her in the bedroom.
I slowly regained full consciousness. When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in our bed.
Daniel had been sleeping beside me, his arm tucked under my head, holding me close. His warmth surrounded me, making me feel safe. The terrifying memories of the kidnapping seemed to fade whenever he was near.
