#Chapter89
ANTHONIO'S POV
A year ago...
Ryan turns to me, and his eyes widen. /"Antonio??/" He calls. He runs up to me. /"You're really awake./" I saw his eyes get glossy. /"After all these freaking years. It worked./"
I frowned. What's wrong with him?
Wait,
Larisa. Where is she?
I found it hard to speak. Why is that? /"La- Larisa./" I managed to let out but begin coughing.
Ryan froze but the man in white cloth quickly brought me water.
Larisa. That's all I could think about.
I finished all 2 liter of water bottles. Once I placed the glass cup to the side of turned to Ryan.
/"Is Larisa, okay? Where is Larisa? Why isn't she here?/" I demanded. I know she would be by my side and wait for me to wake up if she truly loved me, which I know she does.
Ryan cleared his throat. /"How are you feeling? Are you feeling much better?/" He said, walking closer towards me as he examines my body with his eyes.