Danisha
"Hey, Ayana. I wish you'd wake up soon. I miss your contagious laughter," I sighed while standing beside her bedside in the Intensive Care Unit. I paid her regular visits during the visiting hours. Weeks had passed by with no improvement in her condition. The doctors were slowly losing hope on her, yet, her family wasn't ready to give up. Nor was I. Xander vowed to take care of the bills so money wasn't an issue. The problem was, she was showing no signs of life. At least the doctors confirmed that her brain wasn't dead.
Nevertheless, It was heartbreaking to see her in vegetative state. She used to be so vivacious. I yearned to hear her voice and see her active once again. She did not deserve to be in this state. Silas had robbed us all of her. He snatched away her liveliness an
