Sydney was unconscious for three days.

When she finally woke up, she found herself in a ward. She felt as though every bone in her body was broken.

Her mind was in a fuzzy mess and her eyelids felt as though they were glued shut. She couldn't open them no matter how hard she tried.

A faint smell of disinfectant drifted into her nose.

A soft, warm towel caressed her eyes; soon, she could open them as her vision was slowly brought to focus. She turned her head slowly and saw Christopher seated at her bedside, his eyes filled with worry.

Sydney opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

Christopher put the towel down and said in a small voice, "You're finally awake. I'll get you some water."

He turned around and poured a glass of water for Sydney. Then, he carefully sat her up and put the glass to her lips.

Sydney gulped down a few mouthfuls of water. Her throat hurt, and she started coughing. Christopher patted her back gently.

Sydney's whole body was in terrible pain.

Christopher pressed a button next to the bed. A doctor walked in shortly after, and he checked Sydney thoroughly as Christopher stood on the side.

Harper still needs rest. It's best she doesn't get out of

nothing else,

left the

bedside, holding her hand. "Don't worry. I won't let you get

weak smile. "You call this

disappointment flashing past his eyes. "I'm

are you apologizing to

that my mother

gritted her teeth. "What do

brows, helplessness filling his eyes

okay? Don't worry; no matter what, I'll make amends for this. Let's first

I'll come

and keep you

eyes made Sydney pull

defending your mother, aren't

not defending her

suddenly stopped mid-sentence, unsure of

"Just what?" Sydney pressed.

not in the right state to talk about this right now. After you recover from your wounds, I promise you,

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