Marck had no head to be in his company, his right hand was running it, two days passed when he awoke from his long slumber Dereck, he very slowly opened his eyes meeting the beautiful green eyes of his wife who was smiling at him clutching his hand.
"Cla... Clara" he stammered, she only replied.
"Feeling better love?" To which her husband replied. "A little, what happened to me? Where am I?"
Clara understood that because of the drunkenness and the sedatives they had him without remembering anything and said.
"At the clinic love, you had... an accident." Dereck observed his wrists were covered with bandages, as well as his right leg and his chest, he stammered again
"But I don't... remember anything, what did I do, what about Mark, where is he?"
Clara hugged him comfortingly and expressed "He's here Dereck, calm down love".
Marck hearing voices entered the room and saw his father awake, he went over to say.
"Dad... you finally woke up, are you feeling better?"
