Chapter 74. I See Black

When I asked the hospital if Zeath had woken up, they told me he might take some time to do so, but they would be watching him.

Yet here I am being the Zeath’s keeper.

I want to talk to him and urge him to wake up, but even my lips feel too heavy to move.

What’s the use talking to him anyway? It’s not like he’d hear my voice.

Forget all the farce they say; that an unconscious person can hear when someone says something, that they can hear their loved ones prayer to wake up. All those shit don’t add. And I’ve lost my belief in them a long time ago. I truly have—right after life dealt a huge blow on me and steeled my mind to believe I was in control of my own life, nothing else was. Not even destiny.

There’s so many things prayer could do for others. But me? Nothing.

I’ve prayed so many times. I’ve hoped and believed too, yet nothing happened.

My last remaining hope was on my girl, Eryis. She was my happiness. Yet, even she is gone.