Back to Roland dropping the fruits in the ward. He looked at Michael and noticed his condition wasn't very good.
"If you stay awake for an hour more, you might collapse." He said and Michael pursed his lips.
Looks like he had to sleep. Doctor's orders.
But just then, Olivia's eyelids fluttered open.
Noah noticed it and tapped Michael who turned and found his daughter looking up into space.
Her gaze was hazy, her lips dry, but her voice as soft as a feather as she whispered,
"Papa,"
She called out to him even though she hadn't seen him, and then turned her head to find them staring at her in shock.
Michael nearly collapsed from relief as he saw Olivia finally awake. He kissed her hand again and again, his tears falling onto her skin.
"I'm here. I'm here, sweetheart. I'm right here."
Olivia smiled weakly, but that smile faded as her lips began to quiver and tears rolled down her face.
