It was only Greg and I left there in the room. I went ahead and walked a step closer to his bed. Pulling over a chair so I can sit directly beside him. I remained there, sitting erect and boldly. Carefully examining Greg's hand and body to take a look at his injuries once again a little closer.
I noticed that he had a lot of bandages wrapped around his chest and other areas of his body. It's a good thing that the nurse found him. Otherwise, I don't think he would be able to survive this.
I closed my eyes, giving Greg a hug as I laid my head down on his chest. "I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you. I hope you forgive me. Please get better soon." I whispered to him. He's in a coma so I doubt he'd be able to hear what I say but talking to him like this..
