Evelyn's POV
I start crying like a baby. Loud. Without any filter of embarassment. I don't care about it right now. The one I treated as my little brother, is now on the hospital bed. No one knows when he would wake up.
His own family was hurting him all the while.
His own father. Uncle Gab who I thought was the coolest.
His own mother who gave birth to him!!
Celia! She might have not hurt him but she stood mute since years.
Minutes later, I finally get the courage to look at the man who is still holding me. I look at the same warm sea green eyes. They hold affection again. It is like.. he was never angry at first place.
"That's okay" he whispers.
Tears flow again but I nod.
"Now, would you tell me what's wrong?" He asks.
I shake my head. I have something to take care of
