- Ella's P.O.V.
- I laid on my back on top of the examination table. Thankfully, Dr. Zosak had elevated the back of it slightly and I was able to lean back without being uncomfortably flat. My injured arm was pressed against my chest while the fingers of my other hand toyed with the conjoined oxygen tubes that ran down my chest from where they had been pressed up under my nose and tucked behind my ears.
- Hearing the faint murmur of conversation in the hallway stop, I opened my eyes and turned my head to see Cain walking into the room. His shirtless, muscular chest was the first thing I saw.