"Alex, you're awake!" Aeloria exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes.
Alexander, caught off guard by her sudden reaction, was stunned, frozen in place on the bed.
Aeloria leaned against his chest, where the bandages still covered his wounds. Her two hands squeezed against his chest, her face pressed against his.
The tears in her eyes dampened the bandages.
"Hey, hey! Aeloria, stop crying. I'm not dead, am I? Why are you crying as if I've died?" Alexander said, his heart warming as he patted her back.
Hearing the voice she had been longing to hear for so long, even though it had only been four days to her, it felt like months or years.
She raised her head slightly, gazing at him. Alexander was captivated by the sight, she was crying, with tears cascading down her flushed pink cheeks.
Her demeanor was a mix of joy and melancholy, presenting a sight that was both beautiful and appealing.
