Ryan's POV
Five days.
His Vivian had been asleep for five whole days. Just when Ryan, sick and tired of waiting had truly felt that he was about to lose his already fragile grip on reality, she'd opened her eyes, and had looked right at him. He still could not believe it. Vivian was awake!
As difficult as the thought was to believe, there was no denying her grey eyes now focused on his, and the fact that each time he squeezed her hand she squeezed right back. Her grip far too weak for his liking, but most definitely welcome. She had been awake for several hours now. But Ryan still felt like it was a miracle each time he looked at her and found her staring right back.
