Angela's POV

Evening

I don't know how much time passed if it is still day or midnight. But all I remember is my hand still gripping the letter tightly while my eyes turned dry with crying all the time. I can still feel the numbness in my whole body with distress and regret. Not to tell him everything, as soon as he woke up in the hospital. Taking a long time to finally realize my love for him, my feelings for him. Let both of us hurt.

"Sweetheart, are you alright?" Mom knocked on my door and brought me back to look at the closing gate. This is the third...