Cleaning his wound, he covered it with all he found in that infirmary and sneaked out to Dan's room. He looked at her head, couldn't believe that she was simply trapped and that person had stolen her cell phone.
Kissing her hand, he held it tight.
"I should have told you about us, Dan. The child was mine. I was going to be the father of your child."
He gulped but swallowed it down.
"Dan, from now on, I would keep you fastened to me. Leaving you aside means I must be worried the whole time."
...
Three days later, Dan's eyelids fluttered up slowly as the salt had glued her lashes. Her eyes averted to the window, burning, raindrops were slapping the glass. Her head ached, and her body stiffened. Her hand touched her head.
"Hu!"
He quickly jumped in panic, pressing on emergency button.
"What happened to me, why am I home?"
Hu chilled, home? She could remember where she was born.
Dan heard a whistle in her head and growled, "it hurts!"
