93.
PERCY'S POV.
I paused in the middle of the hallway when I saw Harold pacing before the hospital room. I knew Phoebe was behind that door with doctors surrounding her, fighting for her life .
And I was the reason for her being there.
I didn't know whether to walk up to him and ask how she was doing or just stand around and wait for the doctor. I might as well ask or it'll take a couple of minutes before I barge in there to see her.
He hadn't noticed me until I was few feet closer. He looked up and when his eyes fell on me a monsterious look took over.
"You !!"
His fist connected with my jaw causing me to stumble back few feet. I was yet to recover from the surprise and the pain oozing in the side of my face when another blow made contact with my nose. A cracking sound along with my cuss echoed in the empty hallway.