22. Our little fighter

Hadeon p.o.v

Five days. It was five days after our little girl went into a coma and still there is no news. We visited her the next day but there wasn't much to do than look at her little, frail body that was fighting so hard to stay alive. James wanted to go every day but I convinced him otherwise. Seeing her would make him only feel even more terrible, well not only James, me as well.

I started to work from home so I could watch over James. He often forgot things when he was this depressed. James had from time to time periods where he was depressed. I would take care of him and within a couple of days, he would be back to his normal, neat freak self.

I made sure he ate, showered, brushed his teeth, and went to bed instead of laying on the couch all night.

I kept myself busy with my work so I wouldn't think of our little girl. I know it sounds a bit harsh, but sometimes it's better to get on with life. I had made a strict schedule with m