27. Fireworks

...Wynter POV...

I was so tired. It felt like every ounce of energy had rushed out of me. I could feel a warm embrace surrounding me. It was so comforting that I instinctually moved towards it.

"Where am I?" I ask, running my hand along my forehead in pain.

"It's ok, Little One. I'm here. You're safe." I heard the familiar voice coo to me.

I shifted my head up to look into his magnificent eyes. I reached up and cupped his cheek.

"Are you really here? Or is this just another dream?" I ask.

I smile as I hear him laugh at me.

"Yes, Little One. I'm here." He says, smiling at me.

As if to prove his statement, he shifts his left hand to run down the back of my head. I feel instantly lost at the sensation. This sensation is far better than anything I could ever imagine.

"What happened?" I ask.

"You were in a coma."

"What? How? For how long?"

"What do you remember?" He counters.

I find myself relaxing further into his embrace as I try to remember the events from before.

"I.. I remember a f