CENTRAL STATE HOSPITAL, JANUARY 7, 2019.
It was already morning. The cheerful chirp mixed with the ravishing rays of the sun perched upon the doleful face of David. He closed his eyes and placed his hand over his chest. The silence that had persisted since the night began to torment him invariably.
'Just don't leave me, ' muttered David while sobbing on the bench outside Ingrid's ward.
He tapped his foot repeatedly while wiping tears that fell relentlessly on his face.
“Hey, cry baby. Where is Abigail?” enquired Silvester while narrowing his gaze at him and handing over a handkerchief.
David looked in Silvester’s direction with a baffled expression and enquired while wiping his face, “I don’t know. She left last night. She said she’ll be back in fifteen minutes but had been missin
