Chapter Thirty seven

Days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months. Quicney visits Henrietta as usual but spends more time than he usually does. Henrietta move her fingers a little bit and raise her index finger. She blinks her eye which she didn't open immediately because of the reflection of the light in the room. She finally open her eyes and look around. Her headache. Quicney was with her but he rest his head on Henrietta's bed. When Henrietta woke up, he didn't notice.

"Quicney! " she managed to speak out because she is weak. Quicney raised his head when he heard her call his name. He stood up quickly and walk up to her. He squeezed her fingers and kissed her on her forehead.

"Thank God you are awake. I have been praying so hard for this day to come. It is finally here" He smiles.

"Quicney, how long have you been waiting for me? You never love me but her. I wasn't expecting you by my side but my dad" she said.

"That's not important. What is more important is that I am here for you. After you were