"Thanks, Lucas, you took me to the hospital. I'm glad you still care about me." Michelle croaked, after a few moments she came to her senses.
Michelle was still lying on the hospital gurney, her face as pale as ever. Meanwhile, Lucas sat on the chair next to her.
Lucas was silent for a moment, before responding to the woman's words. He turned his head and looked at the confusion on his ex-lover's face. The one he had always hoped for.
"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do." Lucas replied and took a deep breath. "Have you been sick for a long time?" He asked to make sure, after he got further explanation from the doctor that Michelle did have a serious illness.
Michelle forced a smile, before responding to Lucas. There was a look of doubt on her face, as if to show that she didn't want to say that to Lucas.
"Three years."
