Three weeks later...

The door to the balcony suddenly opens, revealing Felix. He's wearing his night robe and sitting in a wheelchair.

Sighing softly, he rolls the wheelchair out, until he's out on the balcony

Staring at the stars in the sky, a drop of tears slid down his cheeks as he slowly clenches his fingers around the wheel, and more tears stream down his cheeks. Life hasn't been easy for him for the past three weeks that he was been confined to a wheelchair. He has tried to accept his fate, but it's just too difficult to. How is he supposed to pull through this? Will he ever be...