The nurse told us that Alex was shifted in the room and we could meet him. I ran towards the room number she told us without listening to any further details which the doctor was giving to his mom.
I reached the room and saw Alex laying on the bed with his hand in a big white plaster belted on the side of the bed. His face had multiple bruises and a black eye. It broke my heart seeing him like that. He didn't deserve this.
I smiled at him trying to hide my puffy eyes and broken heart. He smiled back, his eyes half closed as he raised his uninjured towards me.
I immediately set the juice boxes down on the table next to his bed and took his hand in mine, sitting beside him. I kissed his forehead, some tears escaping my eyes. He always kisses Sandi's and my forehead when he tries to comfort us so I did the same thing to him.
