[Author’s Point Of View]

*Two Weeks Later*

Minerva’s condition has neither increased or decreased in any way and it sickens Sebastian but he holds on to the hope of her standing up to glare at him or even throw an insult at him. He just wants her to be as she was but as he continues to stare at her bed everyday, the hope dims, leaving only a string for him to hold on to and also the words of a weird female.

“I still wonder what you come here to do everyday. You know that she doesn’t want you here right?” Greyson closes the door behind him. “She barely...