Alex was thinking about Emma and Camilla. And, of course, his son. He was not only sad because the love of his life died, but also because their kid would grow up without her. She would be such a perfect mother and fate decided Davi didn't need his mother? How could that be possible?
He slept a bit and felt not brand new, but much, much better than before. As much as he liked Emma and how caring she was with him, sleep in the barn was definitely not something he would like to experience again. Ever again, to be perfectly clear.
Now, he could only wait. He knew someone would come to visit him. Suddenly, a knock. He had no hopes of Emma visiting him so soon. She was a patient, just like him. And she suffered from memory loss. He had no idea how the hospital would treat her.
"Come in!" He said. He was expecting his mother, or his father to visit him. Not his grandpa, for the old man was tired and his health not the best.
