Blinded by the light, his eyelids flickered, struggling to open after a long sleep. In the next seconds, his eyes finally managed to fight against the dazzle of the light.
Finding himself on the bed, Erhan jolted up, scanning around him to make sure where he was and why he was lying there. A memory of the accident with a stranger becoming the victim of his carelessness slid through his mind. His eyes shut and his hand pressed his temple, withholding the pain that always came every time he compelled himself to dig up his remembrance.
"Esma…." That name was what filled the most parts of his head despite his long faint. "Esma…I can't just lie here and wait for the miracle to come." With one pull, he managed to release the IV from his wrist and forced his body to move from the bed even thoug
