It's been three days since June was moved into the VIP ward.
Luis was a mess and Rafael was doing his best to ensure that she had all the care she needed to awaken. However, the doctors had warned that she had a bleak chance of ever getting up if she didn't open her eyes by the end of the day.
June slept soundlessly in the ICU being watched from a glass in a hallway that was rented both to suit her needs and supervise the situation while she fought for her life.
"You have to go home," Rafael said to his son when he returned from work. "I will watch over here until tomorrow."
His son hadn't spoken a word since he found his auntie dragged out in a pool of her own blood. He only cried and sat in front of the glass, never letting his eyes off June who slept too peacefully.
Rafael was
