Chapter Twenty Three

ANDRE

The week goes on with no response from her lifeless body. Sometimes, I am tempted to pinch her arm or slap her so she'll wake up but I know that I'm not that insane.The twins were here with me all the time, begging for her to at least show us that she's still hanging on. Our hopes are too low especially at those times when the doctors will burst into her room almost three times a day because she's having a seizure.

I opened the door and entered. Her skin was pale, her eyes still shut and her breathing ragged. I sat down on the chair...