[Elizabeth's Perspective]
I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I knew it would be difficult for me to control them this time. Armstrong would definitely see my tears. It would also make him think that I was a fragile little girl and not Luna, who had the right to stand beside him.
At this moment, a violent cough came from the ward.
Armstrong and I both looked at the room. Only then did I remember why I had come out. It was because of Anthony. I was about to explain, but Armstrong had already walked past me and entered the ward.
I followed him in and found that Anthony was indeed awake.
When I entered the room, I wiped the corners of my eyes with the back of my hand and wiped away the tears that were about to flow. I whispered, "I saw Anthony's fingers move just now. I thought he might be waking up soon, so I came out to look for someone."
Armstrong grunted in agreement, which was a yes.