Two days had gone by since I last heard from Sam. I was growing more and more desperate as I was constantly watching my mate, in the state she was in right now, with not any change in sight. The doctors came in this morning, telling me I needed to prepare myself. If Hannah didn’t wake up soon, her organs would start to shut off one by one. It was as if they punched me in the gut with a wrecking ball. A hole formed inside of me that didn’t seem to patch back up on it’s own. I was sitting next to Hannah, holding on to her hand as I was whispering to her, begging her to wake up. The door went open and I saw Sam walking inside. He looked exhausted. Knowing him, they probably drove back here non stop. I stood up and gave him a hug as I patted his shoulder.
“Thank you.” I whispered at him as h
