Angelica stirred from her sleep and Adele rose to her feet, leaning over her mother as her face distorted, slowly waking up.
"M-mom…?" She asked, waiting patiently for her eyes to open, and only then would she be relieved. It has been two days since the surgery and Adele had feared she slipped into a coma, well, until now.
Angelica finally opened her eyes, wincing slightly as the light attacked her senses. Everything was too much. Not to mention her throat was too dry and her mouth felt sour. Just what in the name of the lord was happening here?
"Adele…?" Her sight finally adjusted and she managed to see her daughter hovering over her. What was going on? The last thing she remembered was …
Without warning, the memories came in a rush making her wince and she lifted her hand to press down on her temple. Her head was throbbing badly and the last thing she remembered was taking a bullet for Daniel… oh no.
