“I just…I feel human again. I feel alive.”
I kiss her forehead before reattaching her heart monitor leads. The machine begins beeping slowly.
“Just wait till we’re home, Sunshine. Just you wait.”
CHAPTER 39
Mina
Two Weeks Later
It’s been two weeks since I woke up from the coma, and Myles hasn’t left my side. I swear, the man has hardly slept. But today’s the day we finally get to go home...to our home.
The cops came the day after I woke up to ask questions about the kidnapping and attack. I told them I didn’t remember much. Myles told me that Dex’s crew was taking care of things and that it would be better if I just acted like I didn’t remember anything.
“Are you ready, Sunshine?” Myles asks as he steps up behind me. His eyes lock with mine in the bathroom mirror.
I nod before looking over my reflection again. I’m wearing a black tank top and shorts. The scars from Quinare still very fresh. Their hard, red-tinted lines stand out against my pale skin. The damage done to my hand is permanent. Thankfully, it’s my left hand, so I’m still able to do everything the same. My middle and ring fingers just don’t respond like before, and there isn’t much grip strength since the tendon was severed. It could have been worse…A lot worse.
When the doctor went over all the damage I had sustained, I couldn’t even explain the wave of relief that washed over me when he told me there was no evidence of sexual assault. I lost consciousness multiple times in the short span I was there, so the fear of what they might have done was always in the back of my mind.
“What’s on your mind, Mina?” Myles asks as he brushes the hair away before kissing my neck.
“Just these last few weeks have been a lot…” I still don’t have all my memories back, and the doctors aren’t sure if I ever will.
Myles has told me some stuff about what happened. He’s been hesitant, worried about pushing me too hard or how I might react if I remember something specifically horrible.
“You’re doing amazing though, Sunshine. Your wounds are healing beautifully.”
He trails a finger down my arm through the scar trails from the chemical burns. I can still feel it sometimes. The feeling of the acid dissolving my skin, and I couldn’t fight it. They had my torso restrained to a chair. My arms were stretched across the top of a table. The cold, metal edge would dig into my ribcage as Chad touched me causing mybody to want to curl in on itself…but it was no use. I was completely at their mercy.
“Hey…” Myles’s voice is soft.
He spins me to face him, then cups my chin to tilt my face up to his. He looks over every inch of me, studying me. Those dark copper eyes cut straight to my soul. He’s the only person I have ever felt who has truly seen me.
“Listen to me, Mina. You’re strong as fuck. You’re a fighter.”
My eyes fall back to the scars on my arms. My hand reaches to cover one of the worst ones. Quin thought it would be funny to use the acid to burn his initials into my flesh. Before my fingers can even touch the Q, Myles grabs my hand.
“Sunshine, your scars only show more proof of what a fucking fighter you are. Don’t you dare hide them. Understand?”
“But…”
“No buts. Don’t try to hide anything from me, Mina. I love you. All of you.”
He pulls me against him, and I bury my face into his chest. His scent calms me. It reminds me of home. This man has never looked at me with pity or disgust. I mean, the man watched me take another man's life right in front of him and didn’t bat an eye.
“I love you.” My arms tighten around his waist. “Can we go home now?”
“Of course, Sunshine.”
He leans to press his lips against my temple before he pulls away. I take another moment to look around thehospital room as he picks up our bags. He’s stayed with me every night. Thankfully, Alexandria and Fabian have been running Octavia without him having to be there in person.
Once we’re on the road and heading home, I feel a weight lift off my chest. The hospital was nice and all, but I felt like I was suffocating. But now, heading towards our home, I finally feel free.
He told me about his past with Alexandria. At first, I was jealous, but then he told me about the night after we were first together. He told me that all he wanted to do that night was to be able to get me out of his head, but he couldn’t even look at another woman because all he wanted was me.
“Hey, how’s Cash doing?” I ask as we pull off the highway to get gas.
