Aella settled her eyes on the still figure who was laying on the bed with the blanket over his body.
Her pacific orbs were already glowing with tears when she saw his steady breaths from the way his chest rose and fell gently.
The room was just like how it was in her memory. The huge bed was by the right side of the room as it faced the window at the other end.
Her mother's vanity table was directly facing the door at the side with the numerous trunks of clothes placed at one side of the room.
Aella took small steps into the room so she wouldn't disturb the old man in the room.
The last time she had seen him, he had been unconscious with an indefinite time placed on when he would wake up.
She never knew she would come back to see him in the same state.
"Father," her voice came out as a whisper and she let go of Bane's hand to step forward until she got to the side of her bed.
