. . .
"Please..." Jin begged. He took Zeirenne's hand and gripped it tight before inching himself closer.
"Here it goes..." she told herself before feeling a sharp pain in her forehead that made her jerk up from 'coma'. "Ah!"
She glared at Jin who had a blank expression and knew--she was busted. But she won't go down without a fight. Feigning ignorance would be better than having to face a failed attempt at lying.
"Why would you do that to a person in coma?" she scoffed, "That's not very kind."
The door flung open and Dylan barged inside the room in panic. He heard Zeirenne's squeal and worried something went wrong. Indeed, their plans went horribly astray.
He whistled innocently before stepping out of the room. Good thing the two of them didn't seem to notice him stepping in as both had their deadly glares pinned on each other.
"I hope you two can finally clear things out," he said before walking out of the hospital.
