Daphne spotted Cameron through the glass, and her heart sank. He looked like he was simply sleeping, but she knew he wasn't. They'd had to shave his curly hair off to operate, and even though she knew it would grow back she knew it wouldn't be the same.
Ben’s face fell upon seeing his sister’s boyfriend. He looked so peaceful, and that made it easy to pretend that he was just sleeping. But as he glanced around at the others, Ben knew that was definitely not the case.
Daphne walked in cautiously, hesitant to approach Cameron. She sat down on the chair next to the bed. One of the nurses walked over to her. "We found this in his trousers."
(sorry for the wait!)
Ben glanced over to the nurse, curious despite his growing mess of emotions. Naturally he was devastated, but also guilty, worried, and stressed. He had been watching Daphne out of the corner of his eye, concerned.
Daphne cautiously took the small box, then watched as the nurse leaved. As she looked at the box, her heart sank. She didn't want it to be what she thought it was.
Ben glanced at her, worrying at his lip. He had a way of doing that when he was upset. He glanced at his sister, eyes flicking curiously to the box.
Daphne slowly opened the box, and tears sprung to her eyes as she saw what it was. The tears were a mix of happy and sad. "Oh, Cameron," She said softly, taking his lifeless hand.
Ben wanted to ask what was in the box, but internally debated whether it would upset her further. Instead, he settled on watching Daphne take in Cameron’s still form, doing his best not to cry himself.
Daphne took off her necklace, an empty chain without a pendant. She took what was in the box and hung it on the chain before putting it back on, now visible as an engagement ring. She took Cameron's hand again. "You better wake up."
(it’s okay, i get it!)
Ben swallowed. An engagement ring. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for them to get engaged, but that would be a million times better than this. He wished that they could really be engaged right now instead of this awful waiting the coma would bring, unsure if Cameron would ever so much as open his eyes again.
Daphne kissed Cameron's hand. "If you'd asked any earlier, I would have said yes, you dumbass. But now you might not even wake up to hear it. And that makes me really scared."
Ben felt like he was intruding on a private moment, awkwardly rubbing the back of his head. His pale blond hair stuck up at odd angles as he saw the tragedy unfold.