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Ep. 2

2 weeks later

(At the hospital)

(Abel P.O.V)

"Excuse me, has any family members or friends come for the patient staying in the VIP room 107?" I asked the nurse who was attending Flora.

"Can I ask who you are Sir?" she asked in a low tone, to not get attention as we're in the VIP ward of the hospital and because of the fact that Flora wasn't registered.

"Dr. Wright knows me. I was the one who brought Flora to this hospital" I said, knowing that they kept Flora's admittance a secret.

"No, Sir. It's only Dr. Wright who checks up on her regularly and Mrs. Blair."

"Thank you" I said. Relieved that no one found out about her, I felt disgusted with myself at the same time for thinking like that. Without knocking, I entered the VIP room she's staying in without anyone else noticing.

I was a little dizzy as I had drunk a little before coming here for the second time. The first time was when I hit her and brought her to the hospital my mother's friend works at.

I took slow steps toward her, feeling scared and guilty. Taking the chair that was right next to the bed, I sat down and observed the body that was now in front of me and all those strange cables connected to her.

There she was, lying unconscious with her right leg injured. And it's me who put her in that state. I slowly bent over to her and put my hand on her cheek that was wounded, tracing it with my thumb. She is beautiful I noticed, even with the wounds. With her long brown hair, full brows, naturally long eyelashes and... and her lips, which I can't see clearly because of the mask. Shit, what the hell was I thinking. Why do I feel like this? I can't do this to her. But I can't take my eyes off her. Right, right, it must be the alcohol, taking control of me. Realizing my wrong behavior, which made me feel even more guilty, I took my hand off her.

"Hey, sleeping beauty. It's me, the one that... got you in this mess. I'm sorry, it's... I don't know what to say. It's my fault, I should have been careful, no I shouldn't have driven in the first place, not in that state. I'm a bad person, I'm worthless. No, I'm not, I mean I don't know... I'm so lonely. No one understands me. I myself don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so small in this world. Please wake up. Wake up and blame me, shout at me" I whispered, holding back my tears that swelled up.

Unable to bear this pain, I got up and layed down on the sofa that was in the corner of the room. Wanting all this to be a bad dream only, I slowly gave in to sleep, as the tears that I held back started falling down my cheeks.

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