LAUREN ZSANELLE
It’s been 2 weeks and Harrold is still sleeping according to his doctors, he is not in the state of comatose he’s just sleeping. I’ve been staying for 2 weeks, I am stubborn and no one can tame me that.
“Ms. Lauren, eat this food,” Gertrude said and gave me the Tupperware that contain Graham. “Who made this?” I asked him as I get the thing in his hand. “Your mom,” he answered so I nodded. “Thank you,” I told him. I’ve been here because I want to be the one he will see once he wakes up.
I am facing a small table right now while Gertrude is in his favorite spot near Harrold’s bed. “s**t. Boss? Boss?” he stated so I look at Harrold who’s opening his eyes now. I swallow the food in my mouth and drink water. I approached them.
“Where the hell I am?” he asked us and his ey
