(Ian’s POV)
I opened my eyes, my room dimmed and empty. The drone of the TV in the background, and a small lamp on next to my bed. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, glancing up at the wall clock. 9pm. Anthony was late.
I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair, just as the nurse came in. “Mr.Hecox! good to see you're awake! Are you feeling alright?”
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LOVING THIS!
Can't wait for more! :D
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