Chapter 11

*C POV*

It's been a week since Ana has woken up from her coma, and she's still in recovery. I stopped by a few times and it's like she's nowhere to be found. Yes, physically she's here but her thoughts are somewhere else, the eyes that were once full of happiness are now replaced by longing and sadness. The eyes that captured me. That once mesmerized me with how full of life they were, are now just depth of emptiness.

She's not even talking to anyone, I want so bad to help her, comfort her, but I know I can't do that. I'm not the one she needs right now. The one she needs isn't here anymore, at all.

*A POV*

I feel numb. Everything around me is lifeless, colorless. How am I going to make it without Brian, it's been a week since I woke up into nightmare, I don't know how to cope with this right now. Brian is no longer here by my side to comfort me, to make jokes with me, or cuddle at night with me.

I miss him so much, it hurt so much. I finally found my happiness and it's ripped away from me in the blink of an eye.

I know my parents and friends are worried about me, but I can't face them. I can't tell them that I'm ok, because I'm not.

I'm going home in a few days, and I know they're all worried about me being on my own, But I'm a mess, and right now, I don't care that I am.

*A Few Weeks Later*

I've been released from the hospital for a couple of weeks now, and I've decided to stay at my old apartment. My parents keep visiting me and making sure I'm ok, even my friends keep coming to my apartment and Christian is always bringing some food to make sure I eat regularly, sometimes I feel irritated by them. I just want to be left alone, all I want is Brian to be here with me; to feel his arms wrapped around me, hearing his voice telling me that he loves me. I miss him so much. I miss his touch, his laugh, everything about him.

*BUZZ... BUZZ*

Who could that be? It's Sunday morning. I get up from my bed and answer the buzzer.

I press the intercom "Who is it?"

"Miss Steele, it's Carrick Grey" what is Christian's father doing here? I frown at the thought of what the reason could possibly be for his visit.

I buzz him up and a few seconds later there's a knock on my door, I open up and let him in.

"Mr Grey I don't mean to sound rude, but what brings you by?" I ask gesturing my hand towards my couch for him time take a seat.

"Please miss Steele, call me Carrick" Mr Grey says

"ok Carrick. Please, call me Ana. Would you like some coffee or juice?" I ask politely

"Coffee will be fine thank you" Carrick says taking out some paperwork from his briefcase.

I return with my tea and coffee for Carrick, taking a seat across from him on the couch.

"So Ana, how are you? " Carrick asks taking a sip of his coffee.

"To be honest, I've been miserable" I don't want to deny it because it's the truth.

"I'm sorry about Brian" I hate this, feeling like this.

"Carrick is that really the reason for you coming here?" I ask changing the subject

"no, but it's about Brian" my breath hitches in my throat. I slowly blow out my breath before asking him.

"what about Brian?"

"I will be straight forward to you, Brian changed his will after you two got engaged. He left everything to you. The house in Chicago, the apartment here in Seattle. Everything" Carrick hands me the will and several papers, I'm shocked. my mouth drops open. With shaking hands, I take the paperwork and scan it.

"what the fuck is he thinking? Leaving everything to me" I start to pace the floor of my living room holding tightly to the paperwork. Fuck!

After Carrick leaves I walk to my fridges to grab some wine, and drink it straight from the bottle. I start to sob, clutching the picture frame of Brian and me against my chest.

"why!? why did you have to leave me!? I can't take this pain anymore! it hurts so much! I miss you so much!" I'm crying so hard, looking at the picture of us. Eventually I fall asleep but before I lose consciousness, I swear I hear someone calling my name and lifting me from the couch…