Chapter 48

Mia POV

It already passed a few weeks since the peacemaking in the hospital, and I am already tired of saying in the hospital, "Bedridden, so I had to meet the doctor to discharge me, but Ethan was needed before that could happen.

Ethan came already, and I just can't wait for him to break the news for me that I would be going home and not longer staying in the hospital anymore.

I just can't wait to get back to my normal life and have a few days of peace and quiet as a normal human being that God made me to be.

As I lay down in the hospital bed, I couldn't help but feel a sense of restlessness wash over me. The past few weeks have been there.

The past few weeks had been a blur of beeping machines, sterile smells, and endless streams of visitors walking in and out.

I was tired of being confined to this small, white room with its drab walls and flickering fluorescent lights that can scare a little baby.

I yearned for the freedom to walk outside to the normal life, to feel the warm sun on my skin, and to breathe in the fresh air of nature.

To smell the sweet scent of blooming flowers and not bouquet and feel the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, and not that if the air conditioner.

Ethan's arrival was a welcome distraction from my thoughts immediately.

He walked into the room with a gentle smile on his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners with excitement.

His hair was totally mussed, and his clothes were fully rumpled, but he looked handsome nonetheless from his new appearance, which was totally strange to me.

I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest as he approached me on the bed.

He moved with a quiet confidence in him, which was fully visible; his eyes locked on mine with a smirk on our faces.

"Hey," he said, his voice low and soothing to the ears.

"How are you feeling today?" He asked.

I shurrged, feeling a sense of frustration wash over me.

"I'm tired of being stuck in this bed morning, afternoon, and night," I admitted to the truth.

"I really want to go home," I added.

Ethan's smile faltered, and he looked at me with concern on his face.

"I know you want to go home," he said to me.

"But you have to be really patient. The doctor will let you know when it's safe for you to leave here and have your life." He smiled back.

The doctor followed closely behind him. Interrupting us both with a clipboard clutched in his hand

. He looked like a middle-aged man on a mission, his eyes scanning the pages with a sense of purpose and determination.

I watched anxiously as he began to scan the pages one after the other, not leaving any page unturned with, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Finally, he looked up to us both, a small smile playing on his lips already.

"Mia, you're doing remarkably well from what we planned," he said, his voice warm and reassuring, which also gave me little happiness within.

"We think it's time for you to go home now." He smiled, and this made me happier.

I felt a surge of excitement at his words that just made me giggle within.

"Home".

The word was like a balm to my weak soul.

I just couldn't wait to leave this place behind and start rebuilding my own life.

I thought about my cozy little room, with its plush couch and soft blankets on the bed. I thought about my little garden, with its vibrant flowers and fresh herbs that help my day.

Ethan's hand closed around mine, his fingers intertwining with mine in a gentle grasp and smirk.

I felt a sense of comfort and security wash over me as he squeezed my hand against his.

"We'll get you packed up and ready to go in a few minutes," the doctor said, his voice fading into the background while I was filled with so much happiness and joy already.

My mind was already racing ahead of what the mansion would look like, thinking about all the things I would do once I got home.

I would take long walks in the park, feel the sun on my face once more, and spend hours curled up with a good book and food. I would cook my favorite meals and spend time with my son, Alexander.

As the doctor finished speaking to us both, Ethan leaned forward, his eyes shining with excitement and happiness also.

"We can go home now, Mia," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear slowly.

I nodded happily, a smile spreading across my own face.

I was ready to start my new life and free from the confines of the hospital.

I was ready to start living again like a normal human and not like one tied person.

With Ethan's help, I slowly swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up happily, feeling a sense of peace wash over me.

I was weak and unsteady at first, but I was determined to take control of my own life.

. Ethan wrapped his arm around my waist romantically, holding me close as we made our way out of the hospital room.

The bright sunlight was blinding as we both stepped outside, but I felt a sense of joy wash over me already. I was finally free from the hospital troubles.