After reading every letter that Angel had written, Jonah wasn't sure if and when she'd ever wake. It had been nearly eight months. The year she was supposedly granted had but four months to go.
"Almost two years, babe..." Jonah whispered beside her hospital bed. He folded up the papers again and returned them to the peach file folder, crying silently onto her hospital gown. "I'm sorry... But... But I think... Maybe... Maybe I should let you go... You'd be in a better place, then... I don't want to watch you slowly dying anymore... God, I love you. I don't want to see you die, but it's so painful!"
"Is it really that horrible...?" a croaky voice asked, barely able to scrape the words out of its throat.
"Angel?!" Jonah yelled, perking up, grabbing her hand. "Oh, my God! Are you alive?!" He began to cry again, hard.
"Sir!" the nurse that had been taking care of Angel walked in, about to scold him, when she witnessed the scene before her.
"DOCTOR! Our coma patient just woke up!" the nurse yelled down the hall. "We need assistance A.S.A.P.!"
When the doctor finally arrived, his face lit up. "Get her some food immediately, Clara," the doctor told the nurse, "Now!"
They decided that she could go home in about a week. Jonah came to the hospital to see her every day, making sure he got time for his job as well. When she did get out, she continued to attend her classes at college, since she'd made it in, even though she had a lot of catching up to do; she caught up rather successfully.
It was only two years later, at the age of twenty-one, that they'd receive the biggest surprise of their life...
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Dear Future Lover
RomanceA young girl named Angel Rose writes to no one in specific, planning to give said letters to whomever she falls in love with, and thinks is "The One". Question is: Who is her "Future Lover"? COMPLETED
