Bellatrix was speechless, the woman sat on a chair that was located right next to the bed occupied by her husband. Her eyes never left her husband's unconscious face. Her face was full of anxiety, every breath her husband exhaled seemed to carry a heavy weight on his chest. In her heart, Bellatrix continued to pray that her husband would quickly recover from his current condition. Because, after all, it had been too long since the accident that happened to him. And from then until now, the man who was her husband had never regained consciousness. He was still in a coma.
Her trembling hands moved to grab her husband's hand, hoping that the warmth of her touch would wake the man she loved. However, she knew it was impossible. "Please, wake up, baby," she whispered softly.
