Cold at Night [ COMPLETED ]

Chapter 31

(Leo's POV)

I transfered Eyra from the 3rd class ward to our own Private Ward. That ward was intended only for our family members, under the supervision of our family doctor, Dr. Lee.

I sat next to Eyra's bed. I caressed her hand. Her hand was still warm. Her cheeks were still rosy. Pretty even in unconscious state.

I remembered what Dr. Lee told me before I got here.

*flash back*

"Leo, I would like to have a word with you" said Dr. Lee after the others were allowed to visit the unconscious Eyra.

"Yes, doctor. What is the matter?" I looked straight to his eyes.

"It's regarding Eyra. And your baby" My heart was pounding. Please, God.

"But you said they're fine"

"For now, Eyra and the baby is fine, because we kept Eyra in deep sleep"

"I don't understand" I ran my fingers through my hair.

"The impact Eyra received on her head was a serious one. Her brain might have a complication due to excessive hit impact. After she wake up, she might have 15% chance of losing her memory"

What? She might loss her memory?

"Doctor, but, we have 88% chance that it won't happen right?" I tried to be positive. Dr. Lee nodded.

"And about the baby. In order to keep it strong, you have to say some good words to Eyra. It's her condition that will decide the baby's life. If she weakens, the baby might die" I was dumbfounded.

Not enough of me might be losing Eyra, I might be losing my child too.
I leaned at the wall, trying to pull myself back to shape.

Dr. Lee patted my shoulder and went back to his consultant room.

*end flash back*

In the wide ward, Yoomi was sleeping on the couch with Aecha and Taewoo. The others had gone home after they've seen Eyra.

I cleared ny throat to speak.

"Jagi.."

"Please. I need you to be strong. For yourself. For me. For our children. For our baby. I can't afford to lose you. Not again. I .. I .. " I was lost for words. I really didn't know what to say.

Now I knew how she felt when I was in coma after the accident. She must have been so worried.

***
3 days had passed. People came to visit Eyra.

There was once, her heartbeat was very low. I prayed very hard. I cried. i don't care people see me crying my wife is dying.

"Taekwoon, Eyra is a strong woman. She will be fine" Omma assured me.

Since that one day, I couldn't afford to leave her side. I want to be here if she wakes up. I want her to remember me. I am her husband.

But somehow that day, my eyes were very heavy. I haven't been sleeping these nights. Maybe I should take a nap.

**
(Eyra's POV)

The light was seriously bright that I had to squint my eyes.

I was trying to guess where I was.
IV bag, pulse rate machine, white blanket. Hospital.

Next to me was someone. A guy. I couldn't see his face. Maybe I would later.

I poked the hand of the man beside me.