"Yexel ..." was the hopeless last call of his name still holding his heart. He closed his eyes tightly and continued crying. She no longer knew what to think, what to do or how she felt. it seems that the loss of her soul coincided with the loss of Yexel. Why? Why does this have to happen ?. Those were the questions that changed in his mind when he felt something move.

he couldn't believe that the thing that had revived his dead little hope was revived. He looked up and sniffed. He is not just an illusion.

"His heart is beating" the anesthesiologist returned him to the right mood....