I couldn't look him in the eyes because I lacked the guts to do so. Winter was also not awake when I got to the hospital. I observed that his attention was drawn to me rather than the problem. I felt like punching him in the face because he was simply staring at me. Alex, on the other hand, was merely looking at the tranquil sleeping Winter, and his concern was visible on his face. His devotion to Winter is genuine and sacred. But, as always, I have questions. How long will their love continue to remain this way? I, like Randall, don't know how long that love will be...