Mansion's little Miss

Ryan's POV

It has been two months since the incident involving Scarlett. She has been in a coma all this time, not opening her eyes once, but she is still breathing.

I took her away from the hospital, and she has been receiving treatment in the mansion. I haven't seen her in those two months, but I don't really care. I have been busy all through, so it was even.

It's up to her to decide if she wants to wake up from her coma or not.

If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't even consider waking up. I would have died a long time ago, before I was born.

I punished the doctors in a way that suited them. They would work for a month without pay, and anyone slacking off would be killed. That's the punishment they deserve. I wanted to make it a year, but I have nothing to do with their payment.

Sitting at my desk in the office, I stared out of the floor to ceiling window.

My fingers tapped on the table and I gently tapped my feet on the floor. I had work to do, but I couldn't focus on anything or an