Two days later.
At the hospital.
The beeping sound of different hospital equipment could be heard. Lina's frail figure was lying quietly on the bed in the VIP ward. As usual, she didn’t wake up in the next twenty-four hours as Dylan said. A day had passed already.
Lina, who was plunged into a dream that seemed to be real, found her younger self walking endlessly in a graveyard. The crunch of gravel beneath her feet echoed through the silence. She went to visit her mother who passed away five years ago. She, who was fifteen years old at the time, would come to where her mother was buried every day to keep her mom company. Though she was young then, Lina had gotten used to not having her mother around.
“Mom, see what I made today? Daddy was very busy. He didn't have time, so I had to co
