Wednesday morning…
Elizabeth woke up with a headache. She slammed her phone to stop that ear-splitting beeping of the alarm and plopped back in the bed.
"Ugh…", she groaned while holding onto her forehead.
In next instant, she panicked. Where is Max? Why is she by herself in the bed? Images from previous day flashed through her mind: flowers, nurses, Chairman Lee telling her to go home, and then she drank wine and then another bottle of wine... and Mia was there and… Oh, no! Did she say something to Max to make him leave? No, no! She said those things about Max only to Mia, right? Or did she tell them to Max also? She is not ready for this! She still needs his hugs and the warmth and that smile… she is not ready to let go! Did she break up with him and does not remember it?!
"Max? MAX?!!", Liz called in panic.
The door of the bedroom opened. And Liz felt a relief seeing Max bringing in a glass of water and medicine.
