Newyork, Brooklyn, Interfaith Medical Hospital
Mitch's bright warm eyes seemed to have grown dark circles around them.
The last two days were exhausting and nerve-wracking for Mitch as he felt the guilt wrap around his consciousness.
He kept passing back and forth on the floor of the room with his eyes on the silent sleeping patient. The beautiful face now had a face cannula under the nose to ease her breathing and was now sleeping on the hospital bed breathing steadily.
Next to the figure was a doctor and a thin young nurse who assisted him.
"How's she doing today, doctor? You keep saying everything's fine. Then why hasn't she woken up yet?" asked Mitch with a worried expression as he faced the spectacled middle aged-person who wore a white doctors coat.
