"Huh! Wife, who died? Whose corpse?" Evan asked confusedly, looking at Rose's blurry eyes.
"Who else? Oliver!" Rose was confused by her husband's reaction.
"What! Who told you that he died? Well, wifey, Oliver is not dead. He's fine. His surgery was completed successfully. Look, your dad's talking over there. He's done with his surgery..." Evan explained. A faint smile appeared as he realized why his wife was crying in her sleep. She seemed to be dreaming of an unsalvageable Oliver.
"In fact, let's go see him in his room. Even though he's not conscious yet, at least the doctor said he's past his critical period..." Evan said.
Rose was utterly shocked hearing Evan's explanation.
Oliver is not dead!
So, what was that? Was it just a dream? But why did it feel so real?
Damn!
Rose pinched her glabella, wanting to feel the pain. Still confused if this is a dream or real.