I PEEKED into the glass wall of the children's room at the hospital. My daughter was still unconscious and it was two days after the incident. Tessa has woken up this morning but she was very silent. Her eyes were very sad that I can’t help myself and ran away from her room.
Derek and Kevin were still working on Tessa's case and right now were still in her room trying to interrogate her. I just hope Tessa would recover quickly and returned to her old self where she always smile and positive even when I knew she was torn inside. She was broken, more than me.
After a few minutes standing alone at the children's ward, I walked slowly to a nearby garden. I found a bench under a big tree and sat there, knowing that I will be here a couple days more.
I just want my baby. I don’t care about ot
