Two days after Petra was shot and things eased up a bit for everybody... except me. I went to see her every day after work and her condition was neither deteriorating or getting better, she was just there unconscious, unable to speak or hear me. I still talk to her nonetheless.

"Hey baby, what's up?" I said as I entered her room, I switched the flowers in her base with the fresh ones I bought and made myself comfortable in a chair close to her bed.

"I got roses this time I know how much you love the color red so I brought red roses to give that passionate vibrance...