"Mr Elvis, Can I talk to you in private?" Gulping hard in dread, I gave her a nod.

We went to a corner, "Is everything alright?" I asked, afraid. She took a deep breath and began to say,

"Mr Elvis, Your wife is... physically abused. She is really fragile right now. She must be going through severe depression... When she wakes up, please don't do anything that can affect her mind. Make sure to take care of her both emotionally and physically. When she has been through is utterly hard to bear. Pray for her recovery. You understand?" She explained as I felt my soul is crumbling apart.

"Y-Yes. When...