Sixty Three

DWANE’S POV

Melina stayed right beside our baby, crying silently as she touched his hands gently. her body drenched with both sweat and tears, her eyes were all puffy and red. I moved closer to her and placed my hands on her shoulder as I rubbed gently on it.

"Babe, he is going to be fine, stop crying, you might end up falling sick as well," I said with a cracked voice.

"And how is that a big deal Dwane! I don't cry if I break down or my health fails I just want my baby back to the playful and cheerful kid, I hate seeing him looking this weak," she said painfully as fresh tears fell from her eyes.

"He wouldn't also want that for you, we need to be strong for our baby, Melina! Please stop crying I know it breaks your heart to see him laying there without a smile on his face, I'm feeling the same thing but I just want to be strong for him please do the same for him,"

"I'm feeling his pain, Dwane, I can feel a bit what he's going through, Dwane! And it is not easy the pain is just too