'Don't take long he says! What am I supposed to do here anyway?"
Elysa gulped as she looked at her brother's spirit. He was lying in front of her with a calm and serene expression. It was different than his physical body since her brother looked free of all the worries he had been subjected to.
For the first time since vowing to wake her brother up, Elysia hesitated on her decision. She had no idea if she should go with what she wanted to do or not. Maybe her brother was happier while being in this comatose state.
"Do I have a right to wake you up? You look calmer and happier while asleep. It makes me not want to disturb you."
Elysia's eyes were heavy with doubt but she finally hardened her will to make things work. Her brother was precious to her and she should wake him up. Otherwise, what was the use of her being here?
What did all her sacrifices up to this point mean if she chose to back out now?
