Chapter 43

“I’ve neverunderestimated you.”

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Ethan woke up for the second time in a hospital bed. This time, however, he remembered the past events clearly. The picture, the anger, the crash, and now this. He shifted to get more comfortable (or as comfortable as he could in the flat hospital bed) when he felt a weight on his stomach. Looking down, he saw a fluffy head of sand resting near his abdomen. Finn had fallen asleep at his bedside. His arms hid most of his face, save one closed eye beneath his messy bangs. Ethan stared at him, his right hand slowly moving to gently touch the fluffy strands of Finn’s hair…

“He’s been asleep for an hour, barely.”