It was almost six months that Luke was in a coma. I still worked as usual, but my heart broke into pieces while I looked at him. When will he wake up? Ahahaha, I knew I am a little greedy, but woke up sooner means My time was shorter to be with him. That made me sad.
What could I do after all? I was just a mob character. I was not that important. If I am a villainess, I will try hard to change my route. But my character is unimportant. Whether I live or not, my existence will change nothing. Ah, it is frustrating, but forget it, I would take care of Luke with all of my heart.
My work finished, I rushed to the hospital.
"Good evening, Luke."
"Ah, the weather is good tonight."
