ELENA
“Drake, dear,” Rosa chuckles, “I don't think my legs can take anymore,” she laughs nervously.
“Ah, yes, it's time for us to leave,” he turns and nods. I wonder what utopic city Drake lives in to think that all of this is okay, that it is acceptable to abandon your real family in the hospital and leave with another woman. Heroine or not.
But I have already made a pact, to play her cool and collected game till the very end.
“Goodbye, Elena. I hope he wakes up soon,” Rosa smiles and when Drake opens the door, it dwindles into a wicked smirk, she winks and turns to leave the room. I growl softly, as they exit the room. Drake hangs for a second and stares at me, his mouth opens with words he has to say but doesn't.
He closes the door and the steady symphony of beeps and ticks fill th
