I went back to visit Kane the next morning and he was awake.
“I can’t believe you’re actually here,” Kane took off his IV drip and went on his knees. "Alana, s’il te plaît, forgive me. I would never hurt you on purpose, please know that.”
“Kane, you have to get up and get back on the bed, come, I'll put the IV drip back on," I helped him up and guided him back to the bed.
He held my hand, “I can’t imagine what I’ve put you through and all the pain I’ve cost you.”
“I forgive you, I know you weren’t yourself that morning. Now all you have to do, is to get better. And please, I’m begging you, don’t ever try to kill yourself."
" I just couldn't live with myself, not after what I did to you. I will never drink again."
“Kane...what happened to you, what made you start drinking that much?”
