Heaving a sigh of frustration that seemed to be clutched in his chest, he wished for the best to come because he actually knows it will.
Who knows, maybe the lady sleeping on the bed can be the one for his children, yes, it might be, but then, what if it is the reverse? what if the lady is just here to destroy his life?
These many questions throbbed in his mind, and before he knew it, he was scratching his scalp, while scattering his hair. He had a troubled mind which caused him to force his eyes shot, silently praying that he might all asleep.
Of course, he did, after a short while he had waited for the doctor to come so much that he had suddenly lose interest in waiting for him again.
He started closing his eyes, he let the sleep consume him.
