Nabil sat beside her unconscious figure, feeling her as he held her small fragile hands in his. Her hands fitted in his so perfectly as if made only for his hand. He had tried waking her up so that she can have her medics but she didn't move an inch. He had cancelled all his meeting and practically barked his orders at his secretary not to disturb him at all and to take care of any matter that needed his attention.
He felt it was because of him that she was in that state. The girl in front of him, his wife, his better half. He was supposed to take care of her, protect her from all evil, stand beside her in every hardship but there he was, creating hardships for her. He was sulking in his misery when his phone started ringing. It flashed "Dad" calling as she sighed and walked to the balcon
