With my face filled with dried tears, evidently heavy heart, and haywire thoughts, I senselessly stared at my hands resting on my lap. A new set of hot fluids formed in the sides of my eyes as the bloodstain left unwashed on my clothes and hands, made me remember what happened a moment earlier.
Sitting on the stainless waiting chair in the corridor of a fully air-conditioned hospital made me cold. However, its coldness is nothing compared to the hollowness of what I feel in my insides. The thought of him not surviving is a nightmare in a broad daylight.
Jake and Kier are both standing on the side. We are all waiting outside the emergency room. They kept silent but I can feel how worried they are. Jake was walking back and forth and occasionally clenching his fist to lightly punch the wal
