Those five words crushed me.
I start to sob as I grip onto Louis' hand harder.
"How long will he be in a coma?"
The nurse shrugs and sighs.
"At this point, there is no telling when he will wake up but we will be monitoring him until he does."
All I do is nod and stare down at the floor.
The nurse walks over to me and rubs my back.
"You really like him don't you?"
The heart monitor attached to Louis starts keeping a little bit faster but I ignore it, thinking that it's nothing.
I shrug.
"I don't know. There's just something about him that attracts me to him, even when we first met..."
The nurse tilts her head and scrunches her eyebrows at me.
"Do you know if he feels the same way?"
I shake my head.
"I have no idea, but from the start , he treated me different, nicer, than the others did..."
The nurse giggles and shakes her head.
"That's called love at first sight darling."
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