Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart

Chapter 236

Natalia woke up, again, finding herself in the sterile white of a hospital room.

Scarlett, seeing her awake, rushed to her side with concern. "Are you feeling okay? The doc said you got a mild concussion. Headache, nausea, anything?"

Natalia took a moment to assess herself. "No, I'm fine. But, what about Hamilton? And my mom?"

Scarlett hesitated, her face shadowed with worry before she finally spoke. "Your mom's in ICU, and Hamilton... he's hurt pretty bad. Lost a lot of blood and hasn't woken up yet." Natalia's heart skipped a beat. "Where's he hurt? Where is he?"

As she attempted to rise from her bed, Scarlett gently but firmly pushed her back down. "Stay put for now. He's still unconscious, and rushing over won't help. Let me get a doctor to check on you first." After a brief check-up that confirmed Natalia was alright, Scarlett allowed her to get up.

"Go see Hamilton first. Visiting hours for your mom in the ICU aren't until later, and the docs are changing shifts. You can check on her after."

Natalia nodded, a mix of gratitude and urgency in her gaze.

Scarlett couldn't help but smile, "You were planning to see him first anyway, weren't you?"

Natalia's cheeks flushed, a silent acknowledgment.

"Either way, he's the hero this time. Heard if it wasn't for the ambulance right there, he might not have made it," Scarlett added, her tone somber.

A chill ran down Natalia's spine, her heart aching with a blend of fear and tenderness.

"I need to see him."

some food

heart pounding. Yet, standing at the door, she hesitated, unsure of what awaited

Hamilton's pale, lifeless face washed away all her fears, leaving a deep, searing pain

was in the room, stood up as

"I'm fine. How's Hamilton?"

hasn't woken up yet.

believe he'd risked

be touched by this? Do you want me to owe you my life? How could you be

to stand, Hamilton's grip tightened. He

someone was worried about me," he

torn between relief and frustration, called in a doctor to check on him. Once assured of his stability, she relaxed, only for Hamilton to feign pain,

doctor could," Hamilton murmured, his voice a mix of pain and

in a moment of vulnerability and connection. As

a kiss that sparked a fire, a yearning that couldn't be quenched. His hands wandered, crossing lines, as Natalia found herself lost in the moment, willing yet hesitant, until reality snapped back, reminding them of the boundaries not yet

wriggled a bit, and

Natalia flushed

Someone could

this when we get

smacked

again as if she

made Natalia hesitate to

a quick