Chapter 5

I woke up in the middle of the night.

The hospital room was completely silent.

My throat was parched, so I quietly picked up my cup and stepped out. That was when I saw Ethan, sitting on the bench by the door with his eyes closed.

I stopped in my tracks. It turned out that he hadn't left.

His fist rested on his knee, and in his palm was something black. When I looked closer, I realized he was gently rubbing his cross.

He opened his eyes and turned slightly, spotting me.

As soon as he realized it was me,…