“Scarlett, you’ve been asleep for two days,” the soft voice said. “Please wake up!”
I wanted to say something and to open my eyes, but I did not succeed.
I felt something moist inside my bone-dry mouth. After some time, my face and limbs were being cleaned gently by a damp towel.
I couldn’t help but fall back asleep again due to my extreme fatigue.
My dreams were incomprehensible and confusing. The next time I opened my eyes, my surroundings were clearer to me than they were though I was still feeling groggy.
Ashton slumped over my bed as he was asleep. His hair looked rather greasy as though he hadn’t showered in days.
“Ashton!” I croaked. My voice was hoarse but I was surprised that I managed to say that.
I smiled at the realization that I was still alive. It feels so good to be alive!
At the sound of his name, Ashton straightened himself up. He looked haggard and unkempt. I reached out to caress his face and felt a cluster of tiny beards poking out of his chin.
I chuckled. “Haven’t I just shaved for you? They’ve grown back.”
Ashton clutched my hand tightly and gaze at me with his deep dark eyes. He did not speak for a long time; his eyes welled up with tears of relief.
“You’re awake!” he said with a choking voice after a long while.
I nodded with a smile as I had escaped death yet again.
“It’s so good to see you!” I tugged his hand and held it tight.
Ashton got up and hugged me tightly. He poured me a glass and made sure I finished it. “You’ll get to see me every day from now on,” he said, unable to conceal the joy in his voice.
I felt much better after hydrating myself. I could think clearer and move my body freely now. Not to mention my throat felt a lot more comfortable and moister. “If I could fit you in my pocket, I’ll get to see you every day,” I said, wasting no time in teasing him as soon as I got my voice back.
Ashton brushed my nose gently in response to my mischief. “You’re in a playful mood. It’s good to see you back to your old self.”
He hugged me again and it was tighter than before. I felt squished into his chest.
I let him hold me and savored it. The entire spectrum of emotions surged through me and I felt lucky to be alive just to experience them again.
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