Killian's POV
When Zayn finally came back to the hospital room, Mom had already passed away, her body was cold now. Her hand which used to hold so much warmth and brought me comfort now felt cold and lacking any sort of control. I stared at the woman who had been the light of my life for as long as I could remember laying there lifeless, never would she open those beautiful eyes of hers again, she would never stand by my side or support me. She was gone and there was no amount of wishing from me that would bring her back. I had no idea how many hours had passed already, the Doctors had wanted to move Mom to the morgue but they were afraid of offending me so none of them dared approach.
" Killian " My father called out to me. I could see his figure from the corner of my eyes, he looked j
