Chapter 18 Rocco

• After a long talk with my father, whilst walking through our pack, it was decided I would stay with my parents until the doctors decided Aria was able to move home. The thing I feared most about this plan was that even if they say she is well enough to be discharged, what if she continues to have no knowledge of me… of our home… then where would that leave her when it came to returning home with me? For I saw the look of fear in her eyes when I reached to touch her, and it was not a look I wanted to see again. So forcing her to return to a house with me… a house she would not know, with a man she deemed a stranger… well, it was asking for failure, wasn’t it?
• I had tossed and turned most of the night in the bed within the spare room, before taking a shower and edging my way downstairs, hearing my parents talk within the kitchen as I approached.
• “I don’t know Lucia. I will suggest he heads to work.” I heard my Dad saying to my Mum, and I had a feeling I had caught the end of a conversation, potentially discussing what I planned to do today. Likely fearing I would be rushing to the hospital. Well, I had news for them; I had already pondered this heavily while in the shower. I knew Aria did not want me there. Aria did not want me full-stop, and, if I was to do as my Dad had suggested, I needed to try things in a different way. So, I would not go to the hospital for a few days. Give her the space she craved. Despite knowing it was likely to torture me…