The day had physically and mentally exhausted Ira. The backlog of emotions was too much to handle.
She silently looked out of the window. The thick black clouds piled up in the night sky, completely covering the starlight. The night was deep and dark.
Ira had opened the windows to let cold air splash her face, but ironically the quiet night had no wind to ease her emotions.
A mild voice came from out of her door. "Did she wake up?" Reeya asked the nurse working out of the ward.
"Yes."
Reeya came to see her as soon as she got the news she gained her consciousness.
On hearing the voice, Ira laid back, closing her eyes. She feigned unconsciousness.
Reeya saw Ira well, and her heart gave rise to a feeling of concern. Ira opened her eyes only when she heard the door click as she exited the ward.
This moment Ira wished to be alone, she couldn't face her.
Reeya, Thank you for being alive.
