England x Reader Foolish for Hoping Chapter 5

Every day after the accident, I went to see ______.

I couldn't stay away, feeling as if i stopped visiting, her condition would worsen. It makes no sense, I know, but it did in my mind. From 11 am to 8 pm, I was there by the bedside, willing her to awake from her reclusive state, but she never did.

Sometimes Francis would stop by and say hello. Unfortunately, he could only visit on weekends, and even then it was only for a brief time. He traveled for his work, and that left him with little to no time to himself.

For some reason, it made me feel lonely.

Approaching the counter, I was greeted by a warm smile.

"Back again Arthur. You're on time, as usual."

I smiled back at the friendly receptionist. "It's only proper to be punctual. I am a gentleman after all. It is my duty to be on time.  I would hate to leave a lovely person such as yourself waiting." I winked.

Her cheeks turned pink. No matter how many times we had repeated that conversation over the last 8 months, it had never ceased to brighten her day.

"Well if that's all, I'll go on in." I started walking away.

"Wait Arthur! I almost forgot! They've changed Ms. _______'s room. She's now in the neurology wing, room 213."

I spun around. "What...?"

They had moved her out of Intensive care? Not even bothering to thank her, I sprinted to the room in question. I stopped outside the door.

Nervously, I peeked inside.

There she was, her eyes open, sitting up straight in bed.