His body slumped on the chair as he waited for any news. He was exhausted, but rest was out of the question. He could not relax or take a breather until he heard any updates on his fiance's condition.
He could see other families waiting with him in the room, with worried looks covering their faces. Just like him, they still had no news of the fate of their loved ones at the hands of the doctors operating and treating their care.
"How are you holding up?" A voice suddenly becoming familiar to him spoke, making him aware of her presence. "I think you should go home, David, and get some good sleep." A woman in a white coat appeared in front of him.
Admit it or not, his body was shutting down even without his permission. His brain seemed to fail as he lost most of his body's function. His lack of sleep must have dulled his senses.
