Chapter Sixty Three

Adrien

Upon arriving at the hospital, the only positive update I received from Rosalie's doctor was a significant reduction in the swelling in her brain, along with the removal of the device. Despite this, there remained no indication of her waking up anytime soon, and the conducted tests offered no encouragement, leaving me overwhelmed with a sense of hopelessness.

Witnessing her in such a state devastated the kids, yet remarkably, not a single tear was shed. They reassured me that she would recover, and we'd become a happy family once more. I should have been the one offering reassurance and not the other way around, but I always knew my kids were wise beyond their years.

After the nurse, who had come to attend to her, left, I settled into the chair beside her bed and gently held her free hand. As I gazed longingly at her face, I wondered if I would ever witness her beautiful hazel eyes, smiles, or hear her voice again, all while rubbing slow circles on the back of her hand.

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