The Little Danger

Chapter 63: Come back to me.

ENZO

It happened right in front of my eyes. She was shot right in front of me. Only because she was trying to save me.

Because of me- it happened. And I couldn't stop it. I failed. I failed myself miserably. I couldn't protect her.

Seeing her like this... it's hurting me. So painful it is to see her, see the blood of her.

'Be l-loved, Enzo.'

It scared me when she said that. It scared me to death when she was saying goodbye to me. Every moment of us together flashed before my eyes. One by one. Every moment of us.

The world has already started to feel meaningless. The world without her- where I wouldn't be able to see her, it's nothing. If she is there, I will be there. If she leaves, she will take the life out of me. Without her, I am nothing, nothing but whole empty.

No. It can't be our end. No way.

No world exists to me without her presence. And no Enzo can exist in a world where her absence is like poison which eventually, slowly but steadily would kill me. Either way I will die in the end, anyway.

How can I live here when she will be somewhere else, far, so far away from me.

At last, the world didn't leave any chance to snatch her away from me. And now, even though she still is in this world- for which I am grateful, so much that I can't explain- she is not completely here. She is stuck in an unknown place. Far away from me.

Only getting the thought of it making my heart clenched.

The doctor informed that because of a massive amount of blood loss, she went into a coma. He said because of severe blood loss, it didn't lead the oxygen to reach the needed tissue and it caused her to go into a coma. And the doctor can not be sure for how long the coma would last- perhaps days, weeks, or even months.

Moreover, there is something else that made me frozen. I was stunned when the doctor told me that there could be another reason behind her going into a coma. They are going to figure it out soon. They said it might be possible for that reason to even cause her memory loss.

When I heard that, everything around me turned blank. As if I was blocked somewhere, trapped into the darkness. And there's nothing I can do to take her back from wherever she is.

For the first time in my life, I hate to admit that I am feeling useless. Helpless.

However, I know a glimpse of hope is still planted in my heart. Saying to me that everything will be okay. It's keeping me strong so that the last spark of hope doesn't extinguish.

And Alora, my Alora is strong too. Because she is fighting for her life. She wants to live, she doesn't want to leave me. She is strong enough to fight with death.

It's okay with me if she doesn't have my memory in her senses- I will accept the truth with a smile. What is most important is her coming out of that.

For the past seventy two hours, I have been watching her. The scene before me is almost like an unexpected turn of life.

It hurts to see her like this. All covered in tubes, surrounded with machines. The beeping sound of them is the only thing that keeps encouraging me with more hopes, telling me she is okay even if not alright.

I am not going anywhere. I am not leaving you, Alora. Fight for your life. You have to fight for me. When you open your eyes, I will be waiting for you. Come back, Alora. Please, come back to me.

"Sir?" I didn't look to see who it was. At this point, I don't care. "You don't look so well. I think you would like to rest for some time, actually you-"