“They said that she has become stable as of now. But it does not mean that she is fully recovered,” Jenefer explained to Cross deliberately and weakly smiled at him. “It has even a possibility that she’s lost a lot of memories.”]
Cross inhaled sharply and his drifted on the glass window at the center of the door of the hospital room where Hanna Lastimosa is confined. Jenefer tapped his shoulder, so he looked at her again.
“I know it is hard for you to see her like this,” Jenefer said.
He tightened his jaw and almost glared at her. “Jenefer, I thought she is dead. Everyone in our lives for three years thought that my girlfriend is dead!” he said, trying to compose herself even though he knows that anytime, he will explode in anger. “And now, you will call me from the hospital and mention
