As Paul regained consciousness, he was aware of a pain of such magnitude that he had never felt before! He was certain he would die, protecting the honour of Sharline but she had looked at him so sadly at the end that it felt like an apology.
"Welcome back Michael," spoke a young nurse, who happened to be in the room checking his vitals as he came to.
His voice was hoarse and barely a squeak came out. She poured him some water and gently raised his head, tilting it so he could take a drink comfortably. Once lubricated, he cleared his throat.
"Thank you," he told her.
He had so many questions but the nurse preempted the first one and replied, "Your friend is fine and resting. So far the only lasting injury appears her loss of voice, otherwise she is as well as she can be, under the circumstances."
Paul sighed in relief.
"Michael, we will need to ask you a few questions. Do you feel ready to do so now or should we wait for a bit?"
She had said the name again. It had been eons since he had used that name and it no longer felt familiar. They must have emptied his wallet and found the legal letter addressed to him from Arianhrod and her father. That was the only id that he had on him. He had no driver's licence, nor bank cards.
"I will be happy to assist in a little while. I need to rest for a bit if that is ok?"
The nurse smiled and caressed his hand.
"Of course. Take as long as you need. If you require my services, simply press the buzzer," she winked as she handed him a plastic, remote-like device with buttons.
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Boudoir Secrets 2Mystery / Thriller
Continuation of Boudoir Secrets... a naughty, raunchy thriller... Read if you dare ;) This is a thriller, so please be advised it is for more mature audiences. Rated M