But the fact that he trusted me with him was the one who made me humble. Like now, as I walk down the hospital aisle to her room, I feel the twitter again.

I took a deep breath when I went to his room, it was a bit open. I was about to knock on the open door but my eyes stopped in his hand. I don't know if it was because I was sleepy so I saw it. It was as if I could see his finger moving.

I looked at his guard, Beryl. He seemed to see nothing like I saw, maybe it was just my imagination. He...