When His Eyes Opened novel Chapter 4

Chapter 4

“It’s hard to say. If we’re lucky, it would take three to four months. Otherwise, it might take forever,” said the doctor.

 

 

She paused, then added, “You’re young, so I’m sure this will go smoothly.”

 

Time flew by in an instant. An autumn shower later, fall had arrived in Avonsville.

 

Avery emerged from the bathroom after a shower.

 

She sat by the bed, took out the new face cream she had bought that day, and massaged it onto her skin.

 

“Hey, Elliot, do you want me to put some of this on you? The weather has been dry lately,” Avery said as she walked over to Elliot’s side.

 

She sat on the edge of the bed, then spread the cream on Elliot’s face with her fingers.

 

Elliot’s eyes suddenly shot open. His eyes were a deep shade of amber, and they shone like gemstones.

 

The sparkle in his gaze shocked Avery so much that her breathing turned heavy.

 

It was not unusual for her to see Elliot open his eyes every day, but she was still startled every time it happened.

 

“Am I rubbing too hard? I’m not using that much pressure, though!” Avery said as she continued to gently massage his face.

 

At the same time, she began to mumble to herself.

 

“I read online that the reason you’ve never had a girlfriend before must be because of your body… But I don’t think you’re that bad! You have strong arms… and these muscular legs…”

 

Once she was done putting the cream on him, she tapped her hands on Elliot’s arms and legs.

 

Her touch was light and was not enough to get a reaction out of anyone.

 

However, Elliot’s reaction made her eyes instantly widen.

 

This was because… She thought she heard the sound of a man’s voice.

 

“Was that you, Elliot? Did you say something just now?” Avery exclaimed as she sprung off the bed. Her almond-shaped eyes fixed themselves on him in an intense stare.

 

Elliot stared back at her.

 

There was something different about his gaze. When he used to open his eyes before, they were lifeless and empty. This time, the eyes staring at Avery had emotion in them, even if those emotions bore a hint of anger, hatred, and suspicion.

 

“Mrs. Cooper!” Avery cried as she rushed downstairs like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. “Mrs. Cooper, Elliot’s awake! He just spoke! He’s really awake!”