Chapter Sixty

Third Person POV.

Amber’s eyelids fluttered open, her surroundings hazy as she slowly regained consciousness. As her bleary gaze swept across the room, she realized that she wasn’t in her own bedroom.

Just when she was trying to understand where she was, the sterile scent of the hospital room would hit her, the antiseptic lingering in the air. Confusion washed over her, her mind foggy as she tried.

to piece together what had happened.

Panic tinged the edges of her thoughts, and she struggled to sit up, her body feeling weak and fatigued. Just as she was about to call for help, the door swung open, revealing a worried–looking

Richard.

Relief washed over her as Richard rushed to her side. “Amber, you’re awake! How are you feeling? Are you okay? Do you need anything?” His questions bombarded her, leaving her feeling overwhelmed.

“Slow down, Richard, Amber managed to say, her voice fragile. “What happened? How did I end up here?” Her mind raced to recall the events leading up to her awakening, but her memories felt

elusive, like trying to grasp onto a fading dream.

Richard let out a sigh, glancing around the room before meeting Amber’s gaze. “I found you unconscious in the dining room,” he explained. “I rushed you to the hospital after, and you’ve been

here for a little while now.”

Confusion furrowed Amber’s brow as she struggled to comprehend the situation. “Unconscious? How

What’s wrong with me?“”

Richard’s eyes darted away, evading her questioning gaze. He shifted uncomfortably. ” What’s important is how you feel Amber. Do you feel any better now?” he asked. “Are you in pain? Is there

anything I can do for you?”

Amber’s patience wore thin as she insisted on answers. “Richard, please, tell me what’s going on,”

she implored. “What’s wrong with me? Is it serious?”

Richard would think to himself, wondering whether or not to bring it up first or allow the doctor to

explain things to her.

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a moment or contemplation, ne locked eyes With Amber,

unwavering. Amper,

disorder?” he asked, his voice gentle but

to process Richard’s words. “What? I… I don’t

her voice laced with bewilderment. “Why would

you talking about?”

know we agreed to keep our

if you have an anxiety

I can help you.”

disbelief. Anviety disorder? L. I’ve never mentioned

you that idea?” she asked, her voice filled with confusion.

steady on Amber’s face as he contemplated how to respond to her questioning. Taking a

you,” he said gently. “I’m not

as dearly as the doctor

etched deep lines on Amber’s forehead as she tried to make sense of Richard’s response. She

the doctor had to explain it instead of Richard. Her questioning eyes locked with Richard’s,

voice wavered with a mix of fear and curiosity. “Why do you have such a serious look on your

plesse trust me. The doctor will explain

that Richard pressed the emergency button beside the hospital bed,

the medical staff.

room door swung open, and a doctor entered. his lab coat crisp and his demeanor calm. He greeted Amber with a curt bow. “I’m glad to see that you’re awake, Mrs. Romero” he said. “My name is Dr. Lawrence. I’ll be overseeing your care

apprehension and impatience evident on her face. She was done with waiting. Her voice trembled slightly as she

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understandingly, his gaze gentle. “Of course, Mrs. Romero. But before I explain

some questions.” He glanced briefly at

these questions in front of your husband, or would you like to speak

me privately?”

brow furrowed, her confusion deepening. She couldn’t fathom why the

Richard stay by her side. She shook

mind answering with Richard here. He’s my

then. Mrs. Romero, have you ever

question. She glanced at Richard, a flicker of uncertainty in her gaze, before regaining her composure. “About a year

was evident, but he remained quiet, allowing Amber

yet methodical.

her head. “No, I haven’t.

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