Zoey
A few days have passed and there was still no sign of my father waking up. I only left the hospital to take a shower and eat, but I spent my days sleeping in the hospital with him.
Mom was discharged two days ago and Sebastian took her to his apartment to keep an eye on her. He had an extra room there and I was grateful for his gesture.
“Miss Torres?” I heard Martha on the doorway with a concerned expression and I stood up from the couch to greet her.
“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” I said and she shook her head.
“No, I had an appointment today so I promised Sebastian as soon as I was done to come over and meet you here. My appointment was a few floors down,” she said, sitting on the couch by the window.
“Is he going to be
