Slate was seated near Gisele’s hospital bed for what felt like an eternity. He didn’t mind, it was mostly his fault she was there anyway.

He sighed when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He knew instinctively that it was Lizzie. She had been trying to make him go home but he was having none of it.

“Slate, just go home. I’m here, I’ll take care of Gisele but you… you’ve been her for five days already. Gisele would not like to see you looking this disheveled. You look like a truck ran you over repeatedly”, Lizzie said, imploringly.

Slate sighed and pa**ed his hand through his hair. “I can’t, Liz, try to understand me. I can’t leave her here, I love her”, he replied in a hoarse voice.

Lizzie sighed, exasperated then said, “I know you love her, Slate, I know you’re hurting, but please for her sake, take care of yourself. Please”

When she noticed his will was softening, she added, “And Callie misses you. She almost lost Gisele, don’t make her even more unhappy”

Slate stood up wearily and said, “You win. I’m going but please keep me updated if there’s any change”

Lizzie nodded sadly and waved bye to him. She sat and looked her friend. She looked so fragile, she had suffered much in this life and this was just the worst. It was in times like this that Lizzie asked herself whether there really was a God up there.

As she was thinking those deep thoughts, she heard the heart machine beeping furiously.

Gisele’s eyes flicked open, closed again then opened again.

“Gisele? Gisele, oh my God, I missed you so much”, Lizzie said excitedly before noticing the expression on Gisele’s face.

“Who are you?”, she whispered. Lizzie’s eyes grew wide.

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your best friend

looked confused and

are you?”, she asked, on the

seeing her distraught, called the Doctor, before Gisele sank into unconsciousness once

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out of consciousness. She was hearing bits and pieces

in no

she fell unconscious

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soon as the doctor arrived. Dr. Martinez was

need to spark her memory but not with straining activities. Show her pictures, videos.

his. He couldn’t imagine how much it would hurt when she woke up and wasn’t able to

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his head on her chest and without

smoothing his hair. His

“I’ve missed you so much! Thank God you’re

her palm which surely

head and looked at her. She looked lost

me go!”, she

remembered the doctor’s words to be “calm and understanding with” so

said

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didn’t know why but she felt like trusting him so she slowly sent her

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