"I want to see him now." I said, wiping the tears from my eyes until my cheeks were dry.
God knows how bad I wanted to succumb into another heart-wrenching sob. The only reason stopping me from crying all over again is the fact that Ace needs me now. I'm not supposed to act like a crybaby while he's in critical condition.
I took a deep steadying breath and pulled myself together. I cast the covers that draped half of my body and sat upright.
I heard father let go a deep sigh before helping me get off the bed. My feet collapsed when I took a step forward. I realize I haven't recovered my strength yet and my legs could barely hold my weight. If it weren't for father assisting I would have already fallen face down on the flawless white floor.
"Careful." Father said as he slowly led me to the nearby wheelchair.
When I reached the wheelchair I immediately sat on it. I was relieved that I was able to stretch my feet for a short moment.
