Mirabella's Pov

"Is Matteo coming?"

"No. I don't think he is."

"Why do I smell him then?"

Pablo crouches down, carefully picking me up, placing me in the wheelchair. "Don't worry about Matteo, hmm? He's not here."

One month. It has been one month since I was brought into this hospital. I was in a coma for the first two weeks and after another two weeks of being poked with needles non stop, I'm finally allowed to go home.

Finally!

My world came crumbling around me after the doctor ...