Unexpected

Chapter 78.

Emily's POV.

I nervously come inside Andrew's hospital room.

He is laying on a small bed with his nose covered in plaster. I was afraid of see him in pain, but the endless silence is only scaring me even more.

I seat in the white chair next to him waiting for him to open his eyes.

I want to talk to him and apologise for last night events. This is all my fault. His broken nose, his body injuries, Albert's jealousy. It's my fault that I didn't stay away from him when Albert told me endless times to; it is my fault that I was in denial with myself believing he only saw me as a friend.

I lay my hands next to his bruised hand on the matress. My chest aches every time I hear his heavy and parted breathing coming out in cracked puffs. He looks so exhausted.

"Emily?" Andrew's voices startles me.

"Andrew..you're awake, how are you feeling?" I instantly stand up from the small chair and approach him.

His eyes are still reddish and purple due to his broken nose and swollen from the surgery.

"Better than yesterday at least, I still can't breathe through my nose, but it's okay," Andrew says trying to seat up on the small bed. He doesn't try to hide his aching expressions on his face when he struggles to stretch the pillow behind his back. I instantly reach it and tug it nicely so he can be as much as comfortable.

"It's not okay, Andrew. I'm so sorry for what happened."

"You don't need to apologise. It was not your fault." Andrew's voice breaks while he's trying to readjust the pillow on his back.

I instantly help him and seat on a small spot of the side of his bed.

"Yes, it is. I'm so sorry, you didn't deserve to get caught in all of this." I chew the inside of my cheek.

"But I wanted to. It's not your fault that I fell in love with the wrong person." He tells me with hurt in his eyes and I instantly cover his hand with mine.

"Andrew, you're tired from the surgery and all the medication.."

"I love you and I fell in love with you since that very first day at the London Library, when you were rambling about Law."Andrew smiles looking at me with moisture in his eyes.

"Andrew, I-"

"Please, let me finish," His voice breaks again.

"I know you're with Albert, but I'm not giving up on you," Andrew breathes and holds my hand with his this time. I feel the bruises on his palm and his skin is painfully wrinkled.

"Andrew, I-" The words are stuck on my throat and my mind is a blank. I honestly don't know what to say except that I am truly sorry for being in his life. He deserves so much more than growing feelings for a girl who doesn't reciprocate them and having to stood up to her jealous boyfriend.

"Miss Carter?" A nurse with blonde hair and big green eyes says opening the door behind us. I ridiculously stand up the faster I can manage as if we were doing something wrong.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry but you have to leave, the patient needs to rest so he will be able to leave the hospital this afternoon," The nurse says and I nod.

"I've got to go," I look at Andrew and gently remove my hand from his.

I feel something in my hand. A folded paper.

"Don't forget about what I said," Andrew tells me and I nod. I reach to caress his shoulder in a friendly gesture and he gives me a small smile.

I leave his room and look at the paper in my hand. I think this is some sort of letter? A part of me wants to read it and and the other half is telling me to toss it and forget I even came here. Andrew told me he loved me even he was fully aware I loved Albert. Why?