Chapter 149

**Chapter 149**

**Lola**

She emerged from the depths of unconsciousness slowly, as if surfacing from a murky sea, the weight of the world pressing down on her like a heavy, damp blanket. Each breath sent a sharp reminder through her ribs, while the burns beneath the gauze itched incessantly, and her throat felt as if it had been scraped raw by a thousand tiny shards. Yet, amidst the discomfort, there was a clarity in her mind that had been absent for far too long.

The room was shrouded in dim light, a soft glow that felt almost ethereal. The rhythmic beeping and humming of the machines created a steady backdrop, marking time with an unyielding persistence. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, she realized she was no longer adrift in that dark abyss.

With a slow flutter of her lashes, she turned her head to the left.

Enzo.

Even in slumber, he bore the marks of a brutal battle, as if he had gone twelve rounds with the devil himself. His jaw was bruised, a dark stubble casting shadows across the sharp contours of his face that had once seemed invincible. The skin beneath his eyes was marred by purple crescents, a testament to sleepless nights and relentless worry. Both of his hands were swathed in gauze, lying palm-up on the blanket, as if he had been too weary to even muster the strength to clench them.