Chapter 127 It's Terminal

• Serena blinked several times as she finally drifted awake, the sterile smell of disinfectant invading her nostrils with every breath. Her limbs felt heavy, like sandbags tethering her to the hospital bed.
• While her mind struggled to decide if she was dreaming or awake, she had been so sure that her rescue had all been a dream and she was still tied up in that murky warehouse. Then her eyes drifted to Adriano.
• He was slouched in the corner chair, arms crossed over his chest, head lowered in a position too stiff to be considered restful. Once, when she was still drifting in and out of consciousness, she found him standing by the window, staring blankly at the city below. Another time, she caught him leaning above her, his hand in her hair and a worried expression on his face.