Chapter 307
Julian was still unconscious, still intubated, but the numbers on his monitors were strong.
A different nurse came in to check his vitals.
*Dr. Morrison will be by in about an hour,” she said. “He’ll want to discuss the plan for weaning him off sedation.”
“Today?” I asked, my voice hoarse.
She nodded. “If everything continues to look this good, yes.”
Hope fluttered in my chest, fragile and terrifying.
“What if he doesn’t wake up?” The words came out barely above a whisper.
Her expression softened. “Then we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. But right now? Everything is pointing in the right direction. Try to have faith.”
Dr. Morrison arrived exactly an hour later.
He examined Julian thoroughly, checking the bandages, reviewing the monitor readings.
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Finally, he turned to me.
“I’m going to start reducing the sedation,” he said. “It’ll take a few hours for it to wear off completely, but if all goes well, he should start showing signs of consciousness by this afternoon.”
“And if something goes wrong?”
“Then we’ll re-sedate and reassess. But I don’t anticipate any problems. His body is responding beautifully to treatment.”
I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.
He squeezed my shoulder briefly. “He’s a lucky man, Ms. Vance. To have someone who loves him this much.”
I opened my mouth to deny it-to say that love had nothing to do with it-but the words wouldn’t come.
Because they would have been a lie.
The hours crawled by.
Blake showed up around noon, looking haggard. He didn’t say much, just sat with the others for a while, speaking in low voices.
Lila drew picture after picture-Julian and her holding hands, Julian and me standing under a rainbow, our little family with a dog she d apparently decided we needed.
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When Daddy wakes up, can we get a puppy?” she asked.
“We’ll see, I said automatically, then caught myself. “Actually, you know what? If he wakes up and asks for a puppy, we’ll get one.”
Her face lit up. “Really?”
‘Really.”
It was a reckless promise, one I’d probably regret. But right now, I would have promised her the moon if it meant Julian would wake up.
Around three in the afternoon, something changed.
I’d been dozing in the chair, Lila curled up on my lap, when I felt Julian’s hand move.
Not a twitch this time. A deliberate squeeze.
My eyes flew open.
*Julian?”
His eyelids fluttered.
“Lila, baby, wake up.” I gently shook my daughter. “I think Daddy’s waking up.”
She was off my lap in an instant, scrambling to the side of the bed.
Behind me, I heard movement-Sophia and the others gathering closer.
Julian’s eyes moved beneath his closed lids. His hand squeezed mine again, harder this time.
“That’s it,” I breathed. “Come on, Julian. Come back to us.”
Slowly-so slowly-his eyes opened.
They were unfocused at first, glazed with medication and confusion. But then they found mine.
And held.
I watched recognition dawn in those storm-gray depths. Watched confusion give way to something that looked like wonder.
He tried to speak, but the tube in his throat prevented it. His face twisted in frustration.
‘Don’t,” I said quickly. “Don’t try to talk. The doctors will take the tube out soon, okay? Just-just rest.”
But he wasn’t looking at me anymore.
He was looking at Lila.
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fur daughter stood frozen beside the bed, her eyes wide and uncertain.
Julian’s free hard lifted slightly, trembling with the effort.
Reaching for her.
‘Lila,” I said softly. “He wants to say hello.”
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