Fyodor Dostoevsky
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It was late night at the hospital, it’s been over 5 months you’ve waited for him to wake up. He sadly had fell into a coma, they all lie saying it was an accident you knew he intentionally walked on the road, you saw it with your own eyes the smile he left you before falling into deep sleep. You miss him
Suddenly, you feel his hand tightening around yours, his eyes slowly darting towards you before speaking with a soft mumble
“Who are you..?”