Eric's POV,
It's been about 6 days now and there still wasn't any form of improvement on her waking up and the doctors were not doing anything to help either, we just have to wait and hope blindly that she would wake up miraculously.
I had just returned to the hospital after going back home to take a bath and change my clothes, I was seated on the seat that was close to the bed she laid on.
I watched her face closely for any form of movement, but I found none.
Although I had so many things that actually required my attention right now, I didn't really care as all I could do was watch and hope that Keerah would wake up any moment soon.
I was seated there for a while blaming my self for the state Keerah is in like I've been doing for the past few days when the door to her hospital room slide open and her mom walked in.
"Good day ma'am," I greeted and she answered back with a small "good day Eric, how is she doing?" She asked.
