Epilogue

Rosalie

A week later

Upon opening my eyes, I was surprised to find myself in a hospital room. The last memory I had was standing before the fridge with the door open, ready to grab the freshly squeezed orange juice I'd made earlier. Suddenly, a screeching sound inside my head made me clutch it, and the events that followed were a mystery.

"Baby?" Adrien's anxious voice made me turn towards him. His hair was tousled, evidence of him running his fingers through it, and he appeared as if he had aged ten years since this morning when I last saw him.

"What am I doing here?" I inquired, attempting to prop myself up using my elbows, but he insisted I rest.

"You need to rest," He urged. "I found you unconscious in the kitchen, panicked, and brought you to the hospital. The doctor explained it as fainting due to stress."

"I'm fine," I reassured him. I studied his face in silence, making him uneasy, yet he didn't avert his gaze as I expected.

"What?" He grumbled, arching a delicate eyebr