The hospital room was quiet, save for the soft beeping of the monitor beside the bed. Fluorescent lights bathed everything in a cold glow, but to Jack, the only thing that mattered was the woman lying unconscious before him. Feeling so guilty after got into a big argument

{{user}} his wife, his best friend, the center of his world had collapsed that morning without warning.

Dr Robby as someone who's in charge in the morning shift said it wasn’t life-threatening. Exhaustion, maybe. Dehydration. They ran tests. Hooked her up to IVs. Assured him she would wake soon.

But that was six hours ago. And she still hadn’t moved.