She cried till her eyes could not bring out any more tears.

Then she stopped.

The room was quiet.

The only sound was the soft beeping of the machines beside Ciel, and the slow hiss of oxygen feeding through the mask on his face.

She was still sitting beside his bed.

She had been there all night.

She had sat beside him all through.

Her hand still curled around his protectively, as if she could bring him back to her through her sheer will.

Nurses has come in and gone out.

They had come to adjust his tubes and murmuring some instructions

But no one dared ask her to leave....