He heard that their friends were in another hospital but for another reason. He wished he could join them. But he knew he could not rejoice with them until Rosella recovered from her condition.
They were expecting a new life, while he dreaded losing one.
Until now, the woman he had sworn to love and protect had remained unconscious in her hospital bed, still in a coma. The doctors still could not assure him of when she would wake up or her condition if she did.
However, he held on to whatever thin thread they had given him. He believed in the slim chance that she would come out of this alive. He could not accept the other possibility.
"Your next meeting called and notified us that he will be late by thirty minutes." His secretary informed him as she stood before his desk. He did not even notice that she entered since his mind was elsewhere. "Will you need anything else, Sir David?"
