Elena's POV
Two weeks had passed since Justin's accident. The hospital staff said he'd made exceptional progress,I was a proud wife. Proud of his progress and it was finally time he was being discharged.
I should've felt only relief.But what I felt… was more. I felt so thrilled as excited.
And something dangerously close to happiness.
For two weeks, I'd stayed by his side. I watched him wince through pain, argue with nurses about physical therapy times, and even laugh once when I nearly tripped trying to fix his pillows.
But now, he was coming home.
Our home.And I wanted it to feel like his too.
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I left the hospital ahead of him to prepare the house.
For the first time in a long time, I felt like I had a purpose beyond work, beyond the weight of the contract.
