Emir's Point of View
My Hope is lying in a hospital bed. Her eyes are closed while I watch her chest slowly pumping up and down as she breathes. The room is filled with the sound of the machine that shows her heartbeat proving that she is still there. Her skin is warm but she seemed cold to me. The doctor said that she is in a coma and that they can't tell when she will be waking up.
I'm not sure what am I still doing here instead of returning when she is still awake and take her back. I suppose it is because I'm already tired of making up for my own mistakes.
All of my travels create new memories with my wife, memories that only me is able to remember. All the smiles she showed me in those past moments, every kiss and love that she made me feel. All of those will be vanish in her memo
