Xavier looked at Clayris who was holding Arthur’s hand and looking at his face. He looked at Arthur’s face and sighed, seeing his little brother’s pale face. Why did he drink so much alcohol in the first place? They never noticed that something was eating him from inside and due their negligence he is on this hospital bed.
Clayris looked at Xavier who was paling more and more as every second passed away. She did not what to say to anyone she is not good at these things. Her brothers always understood what she was thinking by just her looks. Standing up, she started to walk out.
“Coffee?”; she asked Xavier who nodded.
“A strong one please”; Clayris nodded, even though they are the owners of this hospital they did not want to disturb the hospital workers who already have work to do. Walki
