He held Lay's almost frozen hand, she obviously showed no sign of improvement, she was extremely pale.
-Forgive me, I'll do anything if I can do anything so that you don't die... anything Lay, live, I beg you my darling, live.
I felt a tapping on the window of Lay's room, it was a crow pecking at the glass, for some reason I felt that crow was looking right into my eyes.
The door to Lay's room opened which made me stop looking at the crow, when I returned my eyes to the shop the bird was gone.
-Boy, you're still here... it's been two days since you left this room... look, you've barely eaten, if you don't eat well you're going to get sick.
I cleared the hair that was on Lay's face.
-No Willfest, I want to be with her until the last minute.
The Sir had fallen silent looking at me sadly, then looked at his daughter, walked to the other side of the bed and held her other hand.
