The blurry ceiling welcomes an old lady, as she forces her eyelids to move slowly. She stays still for a few seconds, trying to get used to the to the room she finds herself when she hears a familiar voice speaking with the doctor. She has been here for the past one months but she hasn’t gotten used to the hospital.

Her heart wrenches and she curses under her breath as she closes back her eyes. She didn’t want to wake up to see him, she felt bad that she’s making her only son to worry about her.

“You’re awake?” Hearing his voice throws her off her thought, and she...