Chapter Sixty Six

Adrien

Two days later

"Adrien?" A familiar male voice filled with concern called my name. "Are you okay?" The voice inquired softly.

My eyes fluttered open, greeted by a bright light, leaving me disoriented about my surroundings. I turned to find my father staring at me, sadness etched in his eyes, prompting a frown on my face.

"Where am I?" I croaked, my throat parched. "Water," I rasped, seeking relief from my thirst.

Dad brought a straw cup to my lips, and after I was done sipping from the straw, he placed it on the table. His appearance seemed aged, and concern creased his features, making me worried.

"Are you okay, dad?" I asked, sensing something was amiss.

"I should be asking you that. You scared the shit out of me," He rumbled. "I thought I'd lost you."

Confusion furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?" I inquired as I glanced around the room. "Where am I?"

"You're in the hospital," He replied solemnly. You were found unconscious behind the abandoned factory in Beac