Kyle's POV
"She's okay," the nurse said and I breathe a deep sigh of relief. How long had I waited to hear those words? It's like a burden was lifted off my shoulders. The burden that had been there for a good three-four months now.
I'd impatiently called up the hospital every day, all ending with the same desolate 'same as before,' and the 'little improvement' which I knew they just said to make me feel better.
It didn't.
"Is she... Awake?" I ask nervously.
"No, not yet. But we expect her to soon, she is better. A miracle, though, that she survived."
I hang up the phone.
"A miracle," I whisper under my breath. "My miracle."
>> i'm trying to imagine your faces when you see another update from a 'completed' book. oopsies. hope you like the epilogue. part 1. ahaha part two is coming soon, love you xxx ash :)
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melancholia ✔︎
Short Storyall i need is a reason to live. a reason to keep living in this hell you call life. because melancholia is just too hard to control all alone.
