AUTHOR'S NOTE: That was your last chance for a few chapters to figure out what the format means. The next couple of chapters, after this one, are really long, so I hope you are excited! (smell the sarcasm)
I don't really like this chapter. I rewrote it a few times, but this was the only one I liked. Let me know what you think.
Em - - congrats on figuring out what the format means. You are the first person to figure it out! And when I said he wasn't necessarily okay, this chapter (and the following two or three) explain why.
Kathryn Mason-Sykes - - you are always right on the money.
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when the doctors came rushing in after greg woke up, successfully pushing me out of his room, i figured out why i felt so scared in the first place.
by the time greg fully woke up, i knew something was terribly wrong.
his chocolate brown eyes darted around under his closed lids. the hand of his that i was holding squeezed mine tightly.
he opened his eyes and stared at me. i could see he was examining me.
'greg?' i whispered. he kept looking at me. 'greg, it's me, sara.'
it was only a second later that he began to thrash around and i slammed my hand down on the call button.
now, through a crack in the door, i can see them sedating greg.
i guess nick and warrick had come to visit. the only thing they got to see was me fainting right outside greg's door.