Page 45 of Felix (4 Seats #2)

Chapter Forty-Four

Aurora Henry

C limbing out of unconsciousness feels like swimming through fucking porridge. The light is too bright, stabbing my eyes like a thousand needles. I close them instantly, again trying to escape the assault.

“Shit,” I mutter, my tongue heavy and cotton-dry in my mouth.

I force myself to crack open my eyelids, squinting against the glare. There’s Felix, sitting at my side, his dark eyes locked on me with that intense stare he has. He looks like he’s been up for days.

A sudden jolt of pain rips through my body. Felix is here, not even a heartbeat away. He jumps from his seat and races to my side like a goddamn superhero.

“Easy, darling,” he breathes out, his hand on my cheek, feeling like ice against my feverish skin. “You’re safe now. You’re with me. ”

I stare into his dark eyes. I can’t help but feel relief wash over me in waves, knowing it really is him this time. Felix-fucking-Greyson found me and saved my ass from whatever hellhole I was in.

“Shit, Felix.” I gasp, the words just tumbling out of my mouth. “You actually… you came for me.”

“Of course I did,” he replies, his voice all gravelly and low.

The door creaks open, and a man in a white coat strides into the room. He’s got this air about him like he knows some shit I don’t. I squint at him through the haze of pain and exhaustion, trying to make out his face better.

“Miss…” he starts, voice all clinical and distant, “… you’ve been back for about six hours now.

There’s a blood infection running through your system, infected cuts, and injuries that require immediate surgery.

” His words sound like they’re coming from underwater, my mind slugging its way through the thick fog.

“Wha—?” I try to force the words out, but it’s like my brain short-circuits, smothering me under a wave of darkness.

Felix’s voice cuts through the murk, talking to the doctor. “What are her chances?”

“Difficult to say. We’ll do our best, but complications can arise.”

“Fuck that,” Felix growls, low and dangerous. “You fix her, or I swear to God…”

“Mr Greyson, I will do everything in my power to help her.”

“See that you do.”

Their voices fade as the darkness engulfs me again, dragging me under like a goddamn anchor.