"Excuse me Miss..."

The sound of the door opening behind you, and the voice of the doctor Noah, the one who was treating you're son; woke you up and looked at you're own son .. Sleeping on an strecher, his eyes closed as everyday you came here; You couldn't leave him, you we're an single mother, you we're the only thing left for you're child..Noah cleared his throath and started talking again, with an new.. sweet tone

"It's lunch hour so, i think you should eat something.. it's from the house"

Noah says, seriously but sweetly as he puts an plate with food close to the table, he sits besides you, his cheeks slightly blushing thanks that..Behind him..there was an bouquet of flowers, because, he was..in love with you