Sylvester’s P.O.V.
It’s been 3 days since that incident. There was no sign of recovery in Anya. It seemed that she didn’t want to live. Her desire for living had already finished… thanked me…
I was blaming myself for her devastation. Throughout her life… I was the only person she loved and desired and what I did… I tarnished all her hopes and shattered her heart into several tiny pieces that couldn’t amend any further.
I was with her since the first second she came out from ER. I afraid of falling asleep. What if I asleep and she awakes in that while. She didn’t have a stable state of mind. I only took small naps and my meals only when Ryan came and stay with her for that time period. I couldn't risk leaving her alone for a single second not even in her sleeping state.
I wa
