The buns on the table were a bit cold, and the back of the egg was somewhat dry. It has been a while since he faced an empty dinner table. The person that always brought him delicious breakfast was in the hospital. The doctor said that she was no longer in critical condition, but it would still be a lengthy recovery process.
The gun wound triggered acute inflammation, the blood loss pushed her body to the limit as she had constant fevers.
Two days passed by and she still didn't show any signs of waking up.
Whenever he thought about the frail face, a sharp pain would penetrate his chest.
He took a bite of the egg stuffed inside the bun and frowned.
He put down the bun back onto the plate and brought the plate back into the kitchen, he stuffed the food as terrible as his mood into the trash. Then took out the frozen pizza from the fridge and put it in the microwave.
