Antonin was asleep in the chair next to her bed. He might still be her husband, but she was surprised that he was there. Had he forgiven her? Or was this just an obligation he felt required to uphold because of their past together? She didn't care. It helped calm her anxiety ever so slightly knowing he was close enough that she could reach out and touch him. There was still some anger within her, no doubt. That was likely to not go away for quite some time. Still, he had a calming presence that worked wonders on her. She wasn't ready to face the reality of what got her put in the hospital to begin with.