It suddenly hit me that he'd been taking care of me since last night.
He must not have slept at all, and today he was busy with work.
I sighed, only to realize he had already fallen asleep, nestled against me.
I tried to gently push him off, but he just held on tighter.
Thankfully, the sofa was wide enough for both of us to lie down comfortably.
In my drowsiness, I too drifted off into sleep.
When I woke up again, Herbert was no longer in the room.
I found my own room on the second floor of the villa.
As I walked in, I was pleasantly surprised to see that the room had been decorated just the way I liked it.
Sitting on the soft bed, I couldn't help but recall the scene of Herbert with that woman.
Back when he was in a coma, uncertain if he'd ever wake up, and even after he did, wh
