SARAH'S POV
I woke up in a hospital bed, breathing in an oxygen mask. I take it off and move to stand on my feet. I walk outside the room and see Andrew talking to Miguel. Miguel looked over Andrew's shoulder who was facing his back to me. He also turned and saw me, he started to walk closer and about to hold my arm but I pushed him.
"Where are you going?" He asked when I walked past him, but I didn't answer him and continue my pace.
"Sarah you can't go to dad yet." He said when he grabbed my arm, I stayed quiet and he turned in front of me.
"He will be alright, okay?" He whispered looking at my eyes.
"I want to see him," I said sniffing.
"Not yet, it is not good for you both, look what just happened, don't worry about him okay? The doctors will take good care of him."
"Please." I
