chapter fifty eight

TAYLOR FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW

I just sat there with Celestia staring at Thomas laid there on the hospital. Seeing him that helpless felt so unreal as I had always seen him really up and doing holding a lot of things down for the family. He was like a super hero to me.

“Taylor, have you eaten? You look pale.” Celestia said to me.

“No, I am not hungry.” I replied. I truly was not having any appetite for food. I just wanted him to wake and tell us to go home with him.

“Look Taylor, I understand how you feel. In fact, I understand probably than anyone else because Thomas is precious to us both. He is my first and only love. I feel terrible seeing him in this state but we have to be strong for him. Remember they said coma patients feel and hear everything? You definitely do not want him to see you this way or feel this down energy, right?”

I nodded.

“Good, now chin up. Let us be happy and positive around him so he can get back to us faster, okay?” She tried to console me, placed a ha