Daisy couldn't believe what she was seeing. She was convinced that she had bumped her head somewhere and she was seeing things. She flashed her light again at the operating table and her eyes went wide. All her denial had finally washed away. He was really in front of her. Evan was really in front of her.
She crawled over to him and stood up. It felt like she had crawled down a rabbit hole and fell into a secret basement. Evan was staring at her with wide eyes as he laid naked, strapped to the operating table. His mouth was covered with a duct tape and all his attempts to communicate with her only came out as a loud hum.
Daisy unstrapped his arms and then his ankles. Evan got up from the operating table and tore the duct tape up from his mouth. Daisy stared at Evan and tears began to prick the bottom of her eyes.
"Evan..." Her lips quivered as she uttered his name.
