The Wounded Love novel Chapter 76

Dante winced as he sat up and took my face in his hands. "I'm sure you will find another job, besides, I want to spoil you. I love you, and I can see on your face that you want this. Let me give it to you. It's the least I can do."

I smiled. "If you insist."

The day Dante got released was also the day Sean woke up.

We packed up his things and were ready to head over to the hotel where the rest of our belongings were. Before leaving, Dante wanted to visit Sean. He slowly made it over to the ICU. I stood outside the door to give them some time alone.

"Hey, Buddy." I heard Dante say as he sat in one of the chairs. "I'm leaving today, and I know you're also gonna get out of here soon. I mean, you have to.

"Remember the day after Christmas when you told me that Jade was the girl of your dreams?" I did not know that. "I called you a girl because you were being so sentimental about it. Well, Sean, you gotta wake up for her. Forget about me," he sighed. "You need to wake up for her.

"You are going to have a baby, and I'm not sure if Jade will be able to do it all on her own." Jade had no idea what she was in for once this baby was born. She usually spent the day complaining if she ever got less than ten hours of sleep.

"I'm also looking forward to seeing you with a kid because I can't imagine that for the life of me." Dante laughed to himself.

"Well, I'm off. Hopefully, I'll be back tomorrow." I watched Dante through the window as he stood up and walked to the door.

I couldn't help but stare at Sean. A part of me still didn't believe that was him, the once funny, carefree kid looked lifeless. But it was then that I saw his left hand move. Instead of his palm facing the mattress, it turned over and was now facing the ceiling.

I couldn't turn away from what I just witnessed, so I began to poke Dante's arm and point to Sean.

"Che Cosa?" Dante asked.

"His hand," I said. "Did you see his hand."

"What are you talking about?" He asked again.

"Sean, his hand just turned over. Look at that." I dragged Dante back into the room and showed him how one palm was facing the mattress and how the other palm was facing the ceiling.

"Have you been sleeping?" He looked at me like I was crazy.

Dante was lucky that he was still injured because that deserved a slap. "Are you kidding me? You think I'm crazy?" I frowned walking closer to Sean. I took his hand in mine and called his name. "Sean," I said quietly. "I saw you move, I know you're waking up. Prove to this guy that I'm not crazy, come on, Sean."

Dante and I did had to stay at the hotel for a couple of more weeks before we finally got the keys to our new condo.

Gavin did fire, but I really couldn't blame him. Besides, I was too distracted to start work again. There were still so many lose ends in my life, I wasn't ready jump back into the normal world.

"We really need some furniture." Dante said to me one night. We were laying on a mattress on the floor surrounded by boxes.

"Fina-f*cking-ly." I sighed, ignoring him.

"Fina-f*cking-ly What?" He butchered my made up word like there was no tomorrow.

I laughed at him. "We finally get a f*cking chance. No secrets, no ex-boyfriends, no creepy fathers. Just me and you."

Dante smiled and leaned over to kissed my cheek. "I'm surprised you decided to stay with me." He confessed, slowly rolling onto his side. "I honestly didn't think you would."

"But I love you. I was miserable without you." I admitted to him.