"Marcel? Marcel…."
He was woken up from his sleep and he let out a grunt of protest. Marcel was so tired, his muscles ached and he wished that he wouldn't wake for at least a week. He needed sleep.
Seeing his condition, Arianna would have let him be, but she made him a promise and she intended to keep to it. Sure, the sleep would benefit him, but knowing Marcel, he would be mad at her when he woke. Hence she did everything that she could to wake him up.
"Victor is out of surgery," She leaned over and whispered into his ear and that name alone was enough for Marcel's eyes to pop open.
He sat up with lightning speed and Arianna had to put her hand on his shoulder to stop him from quickly getting up to his feet.
His cousin was alive.
Victor did not die.
