Twenty minutes later, Archie stalked out of the bathroom and headed straight to the closet, where he was for another five minutes before emerging, fully dressed this time around.
Walking around to the other side of the bed from Avery, he took off his glasses, setting it down on the bedside drawer before pulling out few wipes to clean his eyes. It was his daily routine, but for some reason, it seemed more exciting than usual tonight. The reason was clear.
The woman in bed beside him. His woman.
Hearing the ping sound of a message dropping in his phone, a tortured groan was forced out of his lips. He wore his glasses again and picked up the device, his brows raising the slightest bit when he read what the message stated.
LUCAS FELIZ PHYSIATRIST HOSPITAL: Mrs Lincoln is stable. You can visit anytime from now to check up on her.
