Late at night, Yvonne woke up in a daze at the hospital. She tried to raise her hand when someone held it down.

"Don't move. You're still on an IV," came Stephen's low voice.

Yvonne turned her head to meet a pair of eyes filled with concern. She was momentarily taken aback.

"Am I dreaming?" she murmured softly.

"No, you're not."

Stephen held Yvonne's hand as he explained slowly, "I couldn't reach you on the phone yesterday, so I came here without waiting for your call."

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