Chapter 76 Dean In A Coma1
NADIA
It's been a week since I heard from Dean, and for some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about his confession.
He said he loved me, and even though part of me doubted his feelings, the other part was ecstatic to hear those words.
I wasn't entirely sure what I felt for Dean, but I knew it was much more than what I felt for Frank.
After that day, I wasn't the same with Frank, and he pretended everything was fine but I knew it wasn't, and that I was fooling myself and fooling him at the same time.
And every time I tried to talk to him about it, I couldn't, because he would simply change the subject.
I refused to have sex with him again because I wasn't going to fake another orgasm just to please him and sink deeper into this superficial charade.
Frank's feelings for me were real, but now I realized mine weren't.
I was trying to use him to forget Dean, but it wasn't working the way I'd hoped.
The words "I love you" that Dean said to me kept repeating in my mind like a broken record, and as a result I was having several nightmares about him.
In some, I repeated those horrible words I said to him, while I saw him transform into a real monster.
In others, I saw him die or I saw him being overcome by rage again and committing suicide.
I don't know, but it was driving me crazy, and I knew it was because of the regret that had settled inside me.
And the lack of contact with him was making me think about countless tragedies.
I walked into my studio and saw that Alice was glued to the TV.
"What are you watching that's so good and you couldn't even blink?" I asked, placing my bag on the counter.
"It's the news about a famous businessman who remains in a coma after suffering a serious car accident," she said, still looking at the TV.
"A famous businessman?" I thought, feeling a shiver run down my spine.
And when I looked up, focusing only on the TV, I saw the name Dean Hartford being pronounced on the reporter's lips.
At that moment my world stopped, and I didn't show any reaction other than my own breathing.
"It couldn't be, that couldn't be him, no..." I thought, feeling my eyes fill with tears.
And then I felt something I had never felt before, a deep fear of losing him settled in my chest.
He couldn't die, because... Because...
"Because I love him." I thought, feeling my heart race with this revelation.
I had finally discovered what I felt for Dean, but I couldn't be happy because the man I love was now hurt and immobilized in a damn hospital bed.
"Where is the hospital?" I asked Alice, and she seemed confused.
"What?" she asked, looking away from the TV.
"What is the hospital where the businessman is hospitalized?" I asked again, and she gave me a "What's it to you?" look.
"At the central hospital," she replied.
"I want you to cancel all my photo sessions for today," I said, and then left before she could question me.
I got into my BMW and drove to the hospital as fast as I could.
After parking my car in the parking lot, I rushed into the hospital in my high heels and leaned over the reception desk.
"Which room is Dean Hartford?" I asked the receptionist.
"What is your relationship to Mr. Hartford?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Shit! What do I say?"
I'm Sofia Hartford his sister. - I lied, hoping that Sofia hadn't shown up yet.
"Everything's fine, Ms. Hartford," the receptionist said, looking at some papers.
"He's in room 503."
I thanked her and walked anxiously through the hospital corridors looking for room 503.
When I finally found the door with the number 503, I took a deep breath and turned the doorknob with trembling hands.
"Dean? I called, even though I knew he couldn't answer.
After opening the door completely, I saw him lying unconscious on the bed, covered in tubes and needles.
His heart rate was being monitored by a screen next to his bed, and it appeared to be stable.
I approached him and saw that his chest rose and fell with his breath, and his face was pale and expressionless.
His cheek was covered in a large bandage, his left leg was bandaged, and so was his head.
There were several abrasions all over his body, but what took my breath away was realizing that I couldn't see those blue eyes fixed on mine after I said "I love you."
I felt my tears streaming uncontrollably down my face, while sobs escaped from my throat.
I touched his hand and squeezed it tightly, letting all my guilt and sadness take over my body.
"Why did this have to happen to you?" I thought as I gently stroked his face.
I knew that dwelling on the past wouldn't bring him back, so I took a deep breath and, after wiping away my tears, I said.
"Hi Dean." I stroked his hand and continued, "I'm Nadia, are you listening to me?"
There was no reaction, but I continued.
"I'm here, darling, open your eyes so you can see me," I said, feeling my eyes blur with the tears that threatened to fall.
"Please Dean, come back to me!" I said, no longer able to hold back the tears.
"I love you, Dean, so please open your eyes for me, darling."
I waited a few seconds, but he remained motionless with his eyes closed.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything, Dean," I said, closing my eyes.
"Don't leave me, please Dean, come back to me!"
And as if by a miracle from God, I felt a slight squeeze in my hand, and when I opened my eyes I saw that beautiful blue staring back at me.
Na...... Nadia, he called.
DEAN
I was in a dark and distant place; I had no sense of time or space.
I only felt immense pain throughout my body, but I couldn't move.
It was something unsettling, that made me wonder if it was a nightmare or hell itself.
It felt like I'd been like this for an eternity, but I wasn't really sure why I was in this situation.
Sometimes I would hear noises near me, but they would soon disappear and I would be enveloped in darkness again.
I couldn't scream, speak, or even whisper anything.
I was mute and lost in my own world.
Nobody could save me, nobody could get me out of there...
That's what I thought, until I heard an incredibly sweet, tearful voice calling me.
"Hello Dean," the female voice said as she stroked my hand.
"I'm Nadia, are you listening to me?"
"Nadia?" I thought, surprised, as I tried to say something, but as always, I couldn't.
"I'm here, darling, open your eyes so you can see me," she said in a pained voice.
"She called me darling?" I thought, surprised, and even when she ordered my eyes to open, they remained closed.
"Please Dean, come back to me!" she pleaded as I tried desperately to move.
"I love you, Dean, so please open your eyes for me, darling."
"Does she love me?" I thought, feeling my body heat, and the darkness was touched by a small point of light.
I saw this light grow and take the place of the darkness, and that's when I regained feeling in my body, but it was too heavy for me to move normally.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything, Dean. -
Nadia said as I put all my strength into my right hand.
Don't leave me, please Dean, come back to me!
And then I saw that the light had swallowed all the darkness, and that I could see the beautiful woman who was beside me.
That's when I called her name.
Na...... Nadia.