#Chapter29 I Don't Care If She Dies

Gabriel's POV:

I was sitting in the hospital room staring at her stagnant figure. She was lying on the bed with hundreds of wires attached to her body. Her face was pale and her cheeks were hollow. Her beautiful lips were chapped and dry.

I hadn't left her side, not even for a second. She hadn't opened her eyes, not even once. I was dying internally to hear her speak and tell me how much she loves me.

I hated that she took my place; she didn't deserve to be in this state. She deserved to be healthy and resting in her house...