Nickoli’s POV:
For days, I waited and waited for the time Annabel would wake up. Nothing. Nothing happened during those days that I stayed by her bedside and held her hand. She didn't move and I was beginning to doubt my theory. She wasn't dead, but now I was not too sure.
The pain that I felt in my heart intensified each day. I couldn't stand to see her like this. I woke up every morning and before I did anything, I came here to the hospital to check on Annabel. My parents didn't bother me because they knew what I was going through or tried to understand, since they had never felt this way before, but they didn't say anything. I knew they wanted me to be happy again, which wouldn't happen anytime soon. I could only be happy again when I knew Annabel was awake and staring at me with lov
