A few hours have passed but Dad still hasn't regained his consciousness. My heartbeat doubled every time I look in this direction even though the doctor has told me that my father is now in a safe condition.
A tight hold woke me up from thinking too much.
"Don't stress yourself it's not good for your baby," Adam gave me a warm smile and sat beside me. I smiled back and took a deep breath.
"I'm trying," I answered. I tried calming myself but every time I looked at Dad I can't help but feel nervous.
"Your father just needed rest. He will be fine," Adam kept on uttering comforting words but none of those can ease the worry I felt inside.
"You should rest too Lauren. You look tired," worry is written on Adam's face and I can't help but le feeling his warm gesture. Adam is always there whe
