The youth on the hospital bed was still asleep, days after his surgery he still didn't stir.
"We have to continue monitoring his condition, at this point, he doesn't need life support anymore, he's safe."
How long had she waited to hear those words?
Ever since she was called and informed of her brother's accident. But everyday Kristen remained with a giant knife hanging over his head, no one knew if he would ever wake up again.
"But...when will he wake up?" Anne asked worriedly.
Her brother's complexion looked a lot better than it ever had. Without the machines attached to him, he could breathe for himself he was alive on his own, yet his eyes were still closed.
"He might wake up today, he might tomorrow, a month from now or even a year from now, we can't say. Right now he's merely in a state of unconsciousness and waking up is entirely up to him." The new doctor assigned to Kristen explained.
