Emily pushed the door open just a little, her heart beating hard in her chest as she stepped into the room which was filled with the soft beep of the machines.
Before Emily could shut the door behind her, Dr Loma returned with Ryan's man, who had insisted on seeing him. "Why are you going into the room, Emily?" She asked, walking into the room.
When she saw that Ryan had opened his eyes, she quickly rushed over to his side and pressed the button by his bed.
The button gave a sharp ring and the sound filled the room. A nurse hurried in at once.
Ryan's eyes were barely open, weak and clouded, his lashes trembling as though even the act of waking cost him strength. His chest rose and fell shallow, the sternum binder visible beneath the sheet holding his ribs together after the surgery. His lips parted, moving soundlessly.
