Richard's POV...
It's been a long day without her jokes and laughter, without her smile, without her chatty lips. I miss the moments when we make out, spoil each other, or when we seduce each other when we sulk at each other...I also miss her who always asks me to massage her waist, massage her shoulders, or order the food she wants because she has cravings.
I feel very tired, always wondering how long this condition will continue. I often look for information about the conditions of comatose patients, and that makes me overthink, imagining what if she wakes up after a week or 1 month, or even more.
tonight feels very strange, sad, silent, and I'm pounding, my heart hurts so much, I want to scream for her to wake her up but I know that's not the right way to wake her up.
"Richard... Your baby is fussy..."
The voice broke my thoughts. I turned my head and saw Irina coming.
"Don't you want to calm them?" She asked with a worried look.