(Ruby)
Three long and anxious days have passed since Nate suffered his injury, and I, along with Karson, are on edge, waiting to hear any news of him waking up. Almost all of his wounds had healed on the outside, but we were still waiting for the ones on the inside.
We spend our time pacing back and forth, restlessly checking our phones for updates from the hospital. The only updates I’ve gotten lately were from Hope informing me about the twins, and I missed my twins more than ever.
I find solace in the comfort of Karson’s presence, as we lean on each other for support during this difficult time. Karson shares stories and memories, reminiscing about Nate’s infectious laughter and his unwavering determination.
As we wait for any sign of progress, we find ourselves praying to the moon g
