It had been three painful weeks. She had visited him every now and then, even having the opportunity to meet his parents. But everytime she spoke to them and saw them, she felt incredibly guilty. David was lying there because she hadn't waited for him and believed that he would be back for her. But how could she have known?! He had been so set on leaving and he had taken her heart out by doing so.<br/><br/>That night, when she finally received the call, was the last show of Romeo and Juliet. She was still on stage when the director received a call. As the last act ended and she headed backstage to stretch her warm muscles and remove her ballet shoes and dress, Nadia was stopped by the director. "Got a call from the hospital. They said someone you know woke up, so you should probably go. Good job tonight on stage, I'll be sure to put in a good word for you for the next show." She received a pat on her shoulder before hurrying into the changing rooms. David had woken up? Finally some sunshine in her world, although it did not remove the guilt that was eating her up from the inside. At least she had been able to successfully play Juliet with such emotions tormenting her day and night.<br/><br/>She got dressed quickly and decided to just run for it, despite still having her stage make up on. Outside the opera Nadia waved for a cab to stop, hopped in and told the man to make it to the hospital as quickly as possible. Nadia was extremely tired, having not slept properly for three weeks due to terrifying nightmares. She was completely exhausted, but thankfully this was the end of another season at the opera and she would get a week or two to rest and recharge her batteries. Such were the perks of playing a leading role in a ballet.<br/><br/>After about fifteen minutes, she was at the hospital and making her way towards David's room. The nurse was having a hard time keeping up with her quick pace while filling her in on his current status. Apparently he had successfully healed and there would be no complications, which was a huge relief to Nadia. Even if they couldn't be together after this, she still hoped he would be able to carry on with his life without any permanent damage. Once at his door, she pushed it open without knocking and walked in, greeted by the sight of David who was now awake and his parents standing next to his bed. She had been waiting for this moment for three weeks, but now that she was there, face to face with him, she didn't know what to say or do. Slowly she walked to the other side of his bed, until she was right by him and smiled weakly, tears already forming in her eyes. Even after everything that had happened, she couldn't deny the fact that she was in love with him.<br/><br/>"Hey." Nadia whispered to him and took his hand in hers. "I missed you." That was an understatement, she had damn near gone insane from worry. "How are you feeling? David... I'm so sorry. I should have waited for you and this would have never happened." She squeezed his hand gently and then brought it to her cheek. For the past few weeks her own health had been deteriorating from all the stress. Her darkest moment had been last week when she had seriously thought about overdosing. But seeing David there, now, alive and somewhat healthy, she realized how foolish she had been to even think of something like that.