I stepped out of the ICU, silently praying for everyone in that unit. Clara noticed me first and rushed to my side, "How is he? Did he say something?" She probed, her eyes held so much of hope.
I shook my head at her, instantly dimming the hope in her eyes, "He is unconscious. Wrapped in tubes and bandages" I said tiredly, slumping my shoulders.
She hung her head, "It's okay honey, he will make it" She looked up at me, trying her best to attempt a smile, "My son is a fighter. He won't give up that easily, I know it" She said confidently, patting my back.
I nodded at hearing weakly, feeling tired to cry anymore. Aishah sauntered towards me and pulled me into a comforting hug, "You should go back Aishah" I said pulling away from her, "Hunter, can you drop Aishah at her house?" I requested
