Arwen didn’t know when she dozed off, but she woke up to the faint click of a door.
Her eyes fluttered open, disoriented, and the first thing she saw was a nurse stepping out of her father’s room.
"What happened?" Arwen asked quickly, her voice carrying a trace of alarm. She hadn’t even realized she had fallen asleep. She had intended to stay awake until her father opened his eyes —at least once.
The nurse offered a small, reassuring smile and shook her head. "It’s nothing serious. I just went in to check on his condition. He woke up for a few seconds before drifting off again."
Arwen’s heart skipped. She straightened in her chair, her hands curling against the armrest. "He is fine, right?" she asked, her voice trembling with both hope and fear.
The nurse nodded firmly. "Yes. His vitals are steady. Rest is what he needs most right now. Don’t worry, he is doing better than before.".
Relief washed through Arwen like a gentle tide. Her body slumped slightly as though the tension holding her upright had finally given way. She lowered her gaze, nodding and whispering to herself, "That’s good ..." Then, looking up, she gave a polite nod to the nurse. "Thank you."
The nurse gave her one last kind glance before walking away.
Arwen exhaled slowly, trying to calm her heart when sothing caught her attention. She looked down and noticed a jacket draped over her. Consud in her worries, she hadn’t realized it was there earlier, but she couldn’t ignore it now when her fingers brushed against the familiar texture of the fabric,
It wasn’t hers. In her rush, she had even thought to bring one. But the jacket wasn’t unfamiliar either. She knew exactly who it belonged to.
Her breath caught as the faint scent reached her again —that cologne she would never forget. The warmth of it, the comfort that it brought together ... it must have been what had lulled her into such a comfortable sleep, despite the most uncomfortable position.
Her gaze softened, and her eyes ward before she instinctively lifted her head, searching the corridor for him.
But he wasn’t there.
She could feel his presence still lingering in the air, as if it hadn’t been long since he left.
"Are you looking for sothing, Miss?" Robin asked as he approached from the end of the corridor.
However, Arwen shook her head.
Looking at him, she just asked, "You weren’t here. Where diod you go?"
"I went out to get you water and hadn’t been here for a while." He responded while his eyes caught the unfamiliar coat on her.
Arwen checked the ti on her watch before her gaze flickered to look out at the window that was at the end of the corridor.
It was no longer dark as night. The dawn was just around the corner.
"It’s going to be morning soon," she said, turning to look at Robin. "You can call Mr. Cole and ask him to inform Mrs. Quinn."
Robin nodded as he moved to do as she had asked.
Arwen looked down at the jacket. She stared at it for a short mont before removing it from her, only to wear it properly.
She then stood and walked closer to the glass to look at her father. He was still there sleeping, yet sothing looked better in him now, as if he was getting better.
Ti passed as she stared at him.
After what felt like hours, the doctor went inside again to check on him. As Arwen stood and kept staring into the room, she heard the sharp, anxious click of soone’s heels approaching from a distance.
She turned to look and saw Catrin walking with clear worry etched across her face.
"How dare you?" Catrin snapped the worst, the mont Robin approached her. "He is my husband, and he had been here for the whole night, yet I only ca to know about his situation in the morning. Who gave you the audacity to keep such a thing from ? Did you forget that I have not yet divorced him?"
Divorce!
Arwen was taken aback. They were getting a divorce? She hadn’t expected it to co to such a point.
"Madam, I —" Before Robin could explain it to her, Catrin’s eyes caught Arwen behind him.
Her expression changed as she stared at her. Everything that had happened two nights before resurfaced, and her brows twisted. She ignored Robin and walked past him.
"Was it you?" she asked. "Did you stop him from informing ?"
Arwen’s brows knitted, but she didn’t respond.
Catrin gritted, her fingers clenching when she didn’t hear her responding. "I asked you sothing, Arwen?"
"Sorry, Mrs. Quinn," Arwen simply said. "But I don’t owe you any explanation. Don’t request anything that I doesn’t owe you."
"You —"
Just when Catrin was about to lash out, the door of the ICU opened and the doctor stepped out, interrupting them.
"Mrs. Quinn, you are here?"
Catrin turned to look at the doctor before she offered him an anxious smile. "How is he doing, doctor?" she asked.
The doctor was confused for a second. His gaze flicked to Arwen briefly before he turned back to Catrin. "He is fine and had woken up. You can et him once the sister is done inside."
Arwen heard that, and she turned at once to look through the glass. The nurse was standing in between, and she couldn’t see him properly, but her heart eased knowing that he had finally woken up.
"Why are you still looking from there?" The doctor suddenly asked, and she turned to look at him, only to see him smile. "He has woken up. You can go in and et him. He had been waiting to see you. Especially, after you that you stayed here for the whole night."
Arwen hesitated for a second, but nodded.
The doctor smiled at her and then turned and walked away.
Catrin turned to look at her again. Her eyes carried the clear bla. But just when she was about to speak, the door opened again and the nurse stepped out, saying, "Ms. Quinn, your father is asking for you. Please go in."
Arwen nodded at once and stepped forward. However, Catrin blocked her path.
"You think you have left anything with which you could enter and see him in such a crucial ti?"
Arwen frowned at the words.
However, Catrin didn’t budge. She stood there, looking at her before reminding her. "You signed the letter of severance without an ounce of hesitation and you lost all your rights then and there. Including this."
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