DESTINED MATE : SWEET ALPHA PHEROMONE Chapter 87 - GRUVV’s POV

Slowly, I was able to open my eyes. I thought I would be fine, but in fact I had to go back to learning a basic like a child. Father said that the blow to the back of my head was so fatal, I went into a coma for six months and my body couldn’t function properly. Like a child I couldn’t control my own body, I couldn’t hold chopsticks or even a spoon, my muscles felt so weak.

"All the muscles in your body are a little stiff, we always massaged them during your coma, but it doesn’t seem to have much effect." Father said to when I tried to sit on the bed for the first ti.

I couldn’t speak properly either, everything seed foreign to now. Father was always beside , sotis I dreamt about my childhood mories where I was in the playroom built for my fifth birthday. There was no one there but my nanny.

What I missed when I was a child, Father now do for . He combs my hair, he helps to wipe my body, he’s also in the sa room with all day.

A therapist would co to in the morning after I finished breakfast, he would massage my whole body, help to bend my legs on my own, and support my body to learn to stand, all of which was hard because I was used to going through it alone.

Besides Father, who was always there in my hospital room, dad and Joshua often ca to visit. They never once ntioned Shiloh’s na whenever they ca over, they just asked how I was doing, then talked about work and that was that.

"Cross is taking care of a lot of company business, he can’t co." Father said, I didn’t ask but he explained.

From the way they acted, I could tell they were trying to act normal in front of as if nothing had happened. As if what happened in the past year never existed. Shiloh, Gil, Seth and everyone just seed to disappear.

"Your old phone is broken, here’s a new one..." Father handed the new phone one afternoon when I was looking out the window from my bed, I took the phone and held it in my hand.

When I was alone, I checked the phone and there were only the numbers of my family mbers, George and Shin. There was no longer the na that was always at the top of the list. Shiloh. I don’t rember whether my phone was actually broken or Father replaced it for so reason.

I tried to observe what happened after I lost consciousness for six months, but I couldn’t guess at all. There was no television in this VIP room, I wanted to look up the news on my cell phone but Father hadn’t even connected Wi-Fi to it. Even Joshua who usually talks so much is just quietly doing his paperwork in my room.

I haven’t been able to talk much and it’s making a little frustrated.

I really felt like sothing was happening, I knew I was in a bad place but I secretly hoped that my family would explain to what was going on with Shiloh, even though I knew I couldn’t accept it.

I wonder what Samuel Foster did to him that day.

"Oh, you’re awake?" Joshua walked into the hospital room, he was carrying a black bag over one shoulder, headphones around his neck, he was wearing his usual bomber jacket.

He put away his bag, walked over to the sink and washed his hands before sitting back down on the sofa and pulling out his laptop onto the table.

"Are you busy?"

Joshua looked up when he heard my voice, "Oh, you can talk already?" He asked in surprise, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "Yeah, I’ve been a little busy. I took over your position..."

I nodded, before the incident of Shiloh’s disappearance, that day Joshua and I had just finished discussing the takeover of the underground, it was natural that he was now busy with underground affairs.

"How are your classes going?" I asked again.

He looked at , his blue eyes that I used to envy so much looking at guessing what I would ask again after he answered the question.

"There is no problem." He said.

I turned my eyes in another direction. I wanted to ask about Shiloh, about Seth, and what happened to Gil and Samuel but it seed like they had their own reasons for hiding it from .

"You can still sll the pheromones?"

Both my eyebrows went up at that question, "Of course, it’s still the sa I still can sll everything, my nose is working fine." I said.

Joshua looked down deeply, now I was much more curious about what happened.

"Isn’t it already spring?" I asked again, changing the subject because I knew that he wouldn’t answer anything.

"You slept too long, it’s already late spring." He said in a half-whispered voice, still lowering his face.

"I didn’t know I’d be in a coma for that long, I thought I was fine."

"You’re not fine, Father almost went crazy hearing you stop breathing."

I fell silent hearing that, my gaze still thrown towards the window with the yellowish sky outside. Father told that I was rushed to the hospital after not breathing for a while, they did first aid before I was taken and admitted to the ICU.

"Can you take out for a walk?" I asked then, I turned my head and found Joshua’s face so surprised by my question.

Oh, there’s sothing here.

"I-I have to ask Father first, I an, the doctor, I have to ask his permission first. Are you bored in the room?" He asked stamringly, his blue eyes running here and there looking for an excuse. There’s sothing here and I don’t know what it is.

I shook my head, "No, I can’t even do anything right now. I’ll just wait for the doctor’s approval."

I didn’t say anything else, I just stared at the window from my bed. I knew there was sothing, but I didn’t know what it was. Is Shiloh also in this hospital? But, why did they hide it if Shiloh was still alive? Didn’t they hide his death because they were afraid I would go crazy?

Of course they did. I’m talking like this because I haven’t heard it directly, I think if they had said that Shiloh was dead, I wouldn’t be this calm.

I gripped my blanket, even thinking about it made sick. Then what? Why are they acting like this?

I lay down, staring at the ceiling and now all I hear is the sound of Joshua’s laptop keyboard. I don’t want to think about anything anymore, I will try to prepare my heart in case Father tells that Shiloh is no longer in this world.

I closed my eyes, my chest felt tight, thinking about it already made want to cry. I tried not to shed any tears, I didn’t want Joshua to worry.

I thought I would be happy in this world, having t the person I love, the mate I was destined for, I thought I would be happy forever. I thought I had done everything for Shiloh.

Even though I want to give him everything, I want to give him much greater happiness.

I woke up in the middle of the night after hearing voices from outside my room, I was still lying in bed and faintly heard Joshua’s voice talking to Father. The voices were quite close so I guess they were talking right in front of my hospital room door.

I sharpened my hearing, trying to listen to their conversation.

"We have to tell Gruvv anyway, he can’t keep wondering what’s going on by himself." Joshua spoke with a slight rise in his voice.

"Be quiet, you’ll wake him up!" Father sounded worried.

"The nurse just gave him sleeping pills, he won’t wake up. Please Father, do sothing. I was so surprised when he started talking to , he’s already starting to talk and later he’ll ask a lot of questions. What should I say?" Joshua half whined at Father.

"Look, he won’t ask anything. He’s kept quiet these past few days. If he asks you about Shiloh, there’s no need to answer. He can’t be shaken, he’s recovering. The doctor said we shouldn’t tell him news that would shocked him, he still can’t support himself, Josh. You saw for yourself how Gruvv was unable to hold his own spoon to eat."

There was a long silence before I heard Joshua sob, "It’s not fair, Father He has to know the truth too."

My chest heaved, I closed my eyes, my tears falling. That’s right, my guess was right, Shiloh had died that day. Samuel Foster must have killed him after seeing us storming his residence that day, I should have known, there was no more hope for to hear the news that Shiloh was still alive. He, and our child, were gone.