Three days later

In her room, Tessa lay unconscious, like some fairy tale princess, except no kiss was coming to wake her up.

Nathan threw a vase at the wall, and it sailed past Dr. Bennett’s head.

“Three days!” he snapped, ruffling his own hair. He stepped closer, and the doctor retreated until his back hit the wall. Shards of the vase littered the floor. “You said she’d only be out for a few hours. Look at her now! Three days, damn it!”

The doctor hesitated, adjusting ...