Heather
I was with Chris and he was regaining his consciousness. Doctors said that he will be fine, but he just needs to rest for a few weeks, for his hands.
I waited for him to be completely awake. He opened his eyes and looked at me. He smiled and I smiled back.
“How are you?” I asked. He smiled more.
“Completely fine”
“That is good”
“Hm. And you, baby?”
“Great”
“That's even good”
I smiled more. He then looked around. “What time is it?”
“It is night. Midnight?”
“Oh, then why aren’t you asleep?”
“Well, because you are awake?”
“You should have slept. I would have met you tomorrow morning”
“What nonsense are you saying?”
He sighed. “You are so good”
“You are better”
“I am not”
“You will realize it”
He sighed and smiled. I don’t know why he does it. He always appreciates
