Flynn sat on the chair that was beside Melanie’s bed, he took her warm hand in his and sighed gently as he stared at his wife that looked vulnerable, and her hair that sprawled helplessly on the pillow. He cursed inwardly as he glanced at his mother in law that glared hard at him.
Well, he understood that look, he had just hurt her daughter. Her daughter was hurt because of his own mistake. He turned to look at Elle whose head was on Tyler’s chest then at Kyle whose head was buried in his palm. Everything was his fault. Everything.
He felt Melanie’s hand move in his, he stroked her hair gently and waited patiently for her to open her eyes. After a few seconds had passed, Melanie groaned and opened her eyes.
“Babe, you’re awake,” Flynn smiled at her and Melanie closed her eyes back.
“What are you doing here?” she asked in a whisper, her eyes still closed.
“Mel, look, I’m so sorry,” Flynn whispered and kissed her hand.
