AUTHOR'S POV
Ariana's father has been in his office for some hours, but he can't seem to concentrate. His mind keep diverting from his work, no matter how much he tries to stay focus. All he could think about was his daughter and the fact that she wasn't responding to treatment, he couldn't help but think he was to be blamed for his daughter situation.
He sigh deeply, reclining on the chair and running his fingers through his hair frustratingly. I am such a bad father, why couldn't I be like other father's and be with my daughter 24/7. He thought to himself.
He was finally happy that things are going exactly how I wanted it.
Williams was back, my wife decided not to go ahead with the divorce. But now his daughter is in the hospital and he doesn't even know if she will ever wake up from coma.
The sound of the door opening disrupts his thoughts and he glance in the door direction to see his secretary walk inside with a file in his hand.
