*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*
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Staring at my unconscious self makes me feel a bit hopeless. Why can't I go back inside? What is the matter? What is the right thing to do to make it work?
I sighed and decided just to leave the room. I will get back here after I hear anything from my father about my condition. I want to know his reason for agreeing just to let me die if ever I won't show obvious signs of getting better after fourteen days. I am just wondering why I am a ghost. Maybe I'm really dead. But no, I believe I can go back, that I am still alive. Perhaps a little longer is all I need to get better. But fourteen days is like... Shit. Especially if I really did not show any improvements since the time I got into that accident.
Maybe I just need to sleep here, and perhaps if I could wake up tomorrow, I am pretty sure that I will be walking up in my body. Alive again. Maybe. Maybe I should try sleeping here tonight.