“But…” Kay went, blowing his nose. “I went there around noon and I saw his room,” he continued in confusion. “I thought…”
“I don’t know,” Gina admitted, “but Javi says one of the professors were informed that Micah woke up and he’s done with all the check-ups. I think he just needs to go to physical therapy since he did, you know, lay there for a month.”
Kay could feel his breath hitch again, that he couldn’t help but say, “s**t,” as tears poured out again. Gina’s eyebrows raised at two things—the fact that he cursed, and that he was crying once more after hearing supposedly good news.
“Th-that’s great news right?” she softly asked, unsure of what to do so she patted his back. “Why are you crying?”
“Because it’s great news,” Kay wailed, trying to catch his breath. “I’m so—I’m so reliev
