The sweet, almost pleading whisper was clearly full of affection, yet when it reached Sonia Quincy, it felt like being pierced by countless needles. A dense, prickling pain spread from the depths of her heart.
She raised her hand and placed it on the back of Felix Preston's, holding back a sob and her heartache as she answered him in earnest. "I missed you too, Felix."
Felix Preston managed a weak, gentle smile for Sonia Quincy. The sight sent such a pang of pain through Sonia that her breathing hitched. Her throat felt as if it were being strangled by a thick vine, trapping both air and words, until all she could do was cry.
"Don't cry." Felix Preston moved his fingers slightly, gently wiping the tears from her face. He was the one who was injured, yet here he was, comforting her.
"Sonia, don't cry. I'm awake. I'm all right."
