Lydia boarded a private plane arranged by Cecil in the early hours of the morning and finally arrived at Vince's hospital room just as the sun was rising.
At the first sight of Vince, Lydia's heart skipped a beat from worry.
Vince was lying in bed. His sleeping face was like an ancient Greek sculpture through time, calm and heavy. He was wearing these light gray pajamas, his lips were white and bloodless, adding a sense of brokenness to his cold face.
He had various metal sensors strapped to his hands and arms, connected to different instruments through colorful tubes.
In Lydia's memory, only those who were dying in the movie were connected to so many instruments.
"Why is this happening?" How is Vince doing?" Lydia tried desperately to control her trembling voice and turned to ask Cecil and Ulric.
