The next day ...
Zach is still faithfully waiting for Adriana who hasn't been conscious since last night. The man and his wife were in a bluish-white treatment room, sitting holding his wife's hand, who was lying down wearing a light blue patient dress, there were several bruises on her face and wounds on her head and she was wearing an IV and oxygen tube.
Tick...
The door to the room opened. Zach turned his head to see Maxime coming into the room at a slow pace.
"She hasn't woken up at all?" asked Maxime.
"Not yet… Maybe still under the effect of the drug. It's also important to make her body recover….but I can't deny, I miss her sweet smile," Zach replied with a faint smile.
"Don't worry. She'll be fine," Maxime said casually.
Zach sighed, then looked at Adriana. "I think she has forgiven you."
"I hope so because she can be a good friend to Veronica and me. She's a soft and patient woman."
