The man looked at her wife tiredly. The once prominent and dashing presence he had, now vanished at the sight in front of him. It was replaced with an image of a depressed man, not a successful businessman.
"How is she?"
"She's fine."
Ashley's mom was seated beside the bed she occupied. She looked exhausted and dark circles formed down her eyes. Her complexion wasn't so good and it looked like she aged a decade. Her once fair and smooth skin, was now covered with wrinkles and blemishes because she didn't have time for skin care like she used to. She was anemic and clearly not in good shape.
Ever since the incident happened two months ago, she couldn't risk taking her eyes off her daughter. She couldn't even have proper sleep because she was afraid that the same incident would reoccur. She would only leave her if she would go to the bathroom or it was really necessary and someone would watch out for her.
