1 WAITING.

Bella's pov

It's been 6days since he's been admitted and there is still no improvement as claimed by the doctors. I haven't been able to rest since the accident. I spend my whole day watching him over, praying he wakes up and talk to me. Every moment I feel like he is going to move probably or hold my hand or maybe say a word. His silence torments me emotionally though I pretend to be stronger in front of everyone. I miss him, his ever smiling face, his tantrums, eating together and everything. I find it hard to live without him!

The house seems empty without my husband. I have the support of everyone but I still feel incomplete. Am so used to being with him all the time that am scared to even leave him alone in the hospital. I prayed day and night for his recovery.

"you have to try and rest. Its not good for your health". said my mother in law serving food for me. "yes mum."I replied trying to not offend her but I knew for sure no morsel could pass my throat when my husband was so critical. I tried eating but my organs were not supporting me. I gave out the food to my niece and placed my head next to my husband on his bed.

It was late at night when I felt something pat me on my head. I woke up to see his hand on my head. I stood shocked not knowing what to do, tears cascading down my cheeks. I rushed to call the doctor to check on him. He opened his eyes for the first time in these two weeks. I cant explain how happy I was. All of a sudden he lost his conscious again and shattered all my hopes.

"You don't have to worry, its because he had been in a coma for a long time. He will be better tomorrow. Have faith." assured the doctor. I nodded in response. He will be better. The thought itself brought a smile on my face.I stared at the window waiting eagerly for dawn.