Freda's POV

I sat there crying profusely as I watched Hardin lying helplessly on the bed. I could not help but heave a heavy sigh of frustration, as it had been four solid weeks of laying there without waking up or saying anything. My heart bled as I continued to watch him. My eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep. I could no longer bear the silence, so I cleaned my eyes and took a deep breath before I talked.

“Hardin,” I called out softly as I looked over his oxygen mask to see his closed eyes.

“Hardin, I know you can hear me. Please come back to me....