256 IT IS NOT AN IMAGINATION

Travis saw her sleeping on the couch. He wanted to call her but he can't seem to find his voice. He felt so weak and even lifting his hand took a toll on him. He didn't even get the chance to look at her for a long time and he fell unconscious again.

Jillyanna was sound asleep from exhaustion and didn't notice his weak movements or his weak call. She slept until the sun was brightly illuminating the world outside. The cool breeze blew the curtains, swinging it to and fro and the birds started chirping, calling their friends and families to join them.

But Jillyanna's eyes wasn't on them. She couldn't seem to hear anything and she felt numb. Her eyes were straight on Travis' hand which was already limply hanging on the side of his hospital bed.