Silence... that is been surrounding us after that argument.
None of us dared to utter any word nor try to start any conversation because of the heavy atmosphere.
I can almost hear everyone's breathing but that isn't something I should be worried about.
I kept my focus on my daughter that is peacefully lying on her bed with a tube connected to her body.
I wish I were in her position. Seeing her in that state killed me over and over again.
I haven't gotten any sleep just like everyone. All of them are trying their best to be awake to watch Elisha and I am thankful for that but the betrayal that I am feeling overpowered my system to the point that I can longer utter thank you.
I held my daughter's hand and kissed it over and over again.
"Wake up Love, Mommy's waiting for you," I whispe
