Gabby-Bella
“Carson, delete that video right now.” Gabby told Carson.
“It doesn’t matter. It will stay with me until you tell me the story about Mom.” Carson put his mobile back.
Gabby sat back on the bed tiredly. Bella was threading her hair through her fingers. Anyone could tell how nervous she was by looking at her.
“Why do you have to know the story about Mom?” Gabby asked surprisingly.
Carson brought a chair in front of him and sat down comfortably on it.
“My reason is very simple. Bella and I have seen Mom sleeping on the bed ever since we have been conscious. She neither talks nor hugs us. Daddy and Dad always say that Mom will come out of a coma soon. But it’s been fifteen years. We have been waiting for such a long time.” Carson’s voice became heavy at the end.
“We are all
