Suspected cause of the accident

The next day...

Steffi entered the hospital room where Bill was getting treatment. She approached her fiancé who was still unconscious since the night before. His condition was very sad with his forehead bandaged, neck supported, and an IV line in his left hand.

"Steffi," Tania greeted her, seeing Steffi coming out of the toilet.

Steffi approached Tania.

"I have to go for a while, please take care of Bill. Let me know if he wakes up," Tania requested.

"Yes, I will take care of him," Steffi replied nodding her head.

Tania left immediately with her red branded bag, while Steffi sat on a chair near the bed.

Steffi held Bill's hand, looking at his face sadly. In silence, she remembered how he always convinced her to believe that she could be happy with him, to rise from the broken heart, even to be patient with her trust issues, selfishness, and always wanting to be understood while having traumas from the past.

"I'm sorry, Bill. I always think about my bad past and that I didn't see how good you were to me... I always made you show your love to me, making you feel low in front of me... I never meant to do that..." Steffi said mournfully, shaking her head. "I just don't understand the things that come into my mind because of the unexpected situation lately."

Steffi held Bill's hand and placed it on his cheek. "Now I know, I was so worried about you. I can't imagine what would happen if you didn't survive... I don't want that to happen. You must get well again to prove your promises, to see that I trust you now... You will feel my true love... please..."

Steffi bowed her head and continued to cry.

"Is that true?"

Steffi heard a baritone voice that was so soft, making her immediately raise her head and see Bill slowly opening his eyes.

"Bill!"

Steffi smiled and stood up enthusiastically, approaching Bill's face. "You finally woke up!"

Bill smiled warmly, but his eyes seemed to lack the energy to open fully. He was so relieved to see Steffi and so happy to see him.

"Are you happy?" he asked softly.

"Of course, I waited for you all night!" Steffi answered enthusiastically.

"Then come here, sleep next to me."

"No, I don't want to!"

"Darling... please, I miss you," Bill whispered pleadingly. "I want to tell you something," he continued.

Steffi was silent, considering Bill's request.

"Please..." Bill pleaded.

Steffi sighed, feeling sorry for Bill. She immediately climbed onto the bed and lay next to her fiancé with caution, not wanting to touch any part of his body that might be injured.

"Now, tell me," Steffi asked.

"After my car crashed into the pole, no one else was on my mind but you," Bill whispered, then swallowed his saliva, feeling his throat was very dry. "I wanted to contact you, but... I passed out," he continued.

"Is that true?"

"Yeah, I always thought of you."

Steffi embraced Bill gently. "I also always thought of you... when you left, I was not calm at all. I was constantly restless. I couldn't sleep until suddenly your mother contacted me and told me about the accident that happened to you."

Bill looked at Steffi but stopped because his neck was very sore. He just glanced at his fiancé and said, "That means we have a strong bond... we think of each other."

"Yeah..." Steffi smiled, glancing at Bill and then caressing his cheek. "I realize we can love each other, as long as we've started, but I didn't realize it."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"Kiss me," Bill whispered.

"Even when you're sick you want to make out," Steffi said with a smile, then gently kissed Bill's lips.

Ceklek...

Steffi immediately ended the kiss when she heard the sound of the door opening. She looked towards the door, her eyes finding her mother and brother who came in carrying a gray cloth bag.

"Hey, Bill, you're awake!" Grace approached Bill enthusiastically and then placed her bag on the table.

Bill just smiled, while Steffi sat down next to him.

"He just woke up, Mom, the doctor hasn't even checked him yet," Steffi said.

"Then call the doctor immediately, don't sleep next to him, it can make him uncomfortable," Grace said, furrowing her brow.

"Don't..." Bill whispered. "let her stay here... I want her to always be by my side," he continued.

Grace sighed, not daring to oppose Bill's wish.

Steve smiled thinly, crossing his arms, looking at Bill who seemed to love Steffi so much.

"I don't know what kind of fate this is... you have to be like this when you have to marry my sister soon," he said.

"It's okay, this is not an obstacle for us," Bill replied calmly. "I'm sure I'll recover in three weeks, and then we can get married," he continued.

"But, Bill..." Steffi looked hesitant.

"Please, nothing will change our plans," Bill whispered.

"Steffi, let him show that he's strong, strong enough to be your husband as soon as possible," Steve added with a smile. "he's already impatient to see your ugly face when you wake up!"

"Steve!" Steffi pouted.

"I'm just talking the truth!" Steve chuckled.

Steffi pouted, suddenly imagining how she would look ugly when she woke up and then faced Bill. Maybe she would be nervous, embarrassed, and helpless.

"But it seems like you still can't have a pre-wedding photo shoot, or maybe you can use the casual photos that you have to put in the invitation," Grace said worriedly.

Bill and Steffi looked at each other.

"We've never taken a photo together at all," Steffi said, looking back at Grace.

"Really?" Grace was surprised.

"It's normal, Mom... we haven't been together for long," Steffi said, pouting.

"We don't need to think about the pre-wedding photo anymore. We can print the invitations without using a photo, then the photo sessions can be done after the wedding or during the wedding," Bill said weakly, occasionally sighing, his breathing unstable. "the most important thing is that we get married," he continued.

"That's right, getting married is the most important thing. But..." Steve furrowed his brow. "now I'm still curious how you could have an accident and it was a single accident? did you sleepy when driving?" he asked.

"No, I wasn't sleepy at all, but suddenly the brakes didn't work," Bill answered.

"The brakes didn't work?" Steffi furrowed her brow.

"I don't know... the brakes weren't working at all and I couldn't control my car anymore. I didn't want to crash into the cars in front of me, so I swerved and eventually hit a pole," explained Bill anxiously, feeling a bit dizzy as he recalled the incidents of last night. "It happened so fast... I felt like I didn't have a chance to save myself," he continued.

"This is very strange... when you came to our house, you didn't have any problems with your car brakes. But suddenly, on your way back, the brakes failed," said Steve anxiously. "It's unlikely that you neglected to service your car to the point where the brakes would suddenly fail," he continued.

"I always service my car on time," replied Bill, furrowing his brow.

"That means someone intentionally damaged the brakes on your car," said Steffi.

"And it's possible it was done while the car was parked in our driveway," said Grace anxiously.

Steve fell silent, feeling his mother's suspicion was quite plausible. He quickly took his phone out of the black pants pocket he was wearing and called security at his house.

Bill remained silent, while Steffi looked at him with concern.

"If that suspicion is true, it means someone wants to harm you," said Steffi, scared.

"It's okay, I'm safe," whispered Bill, immediately holding Steffi's hand.

"But if it's true that someone deliberately damaged your car to harm you, it means they will continue to try to harm you... especially if they know that you're safe now," said Steffi anxiously, glancing at Steve who had just finished his call.

"I've asked security to check the CCTV footage from last night. And now the police are coming to check the CCTV there," said Steve promptly. "Now I want to go home. I want to know the process of the investigation," he continued.

Steffi just nodded, and the others fell silent, letting Steve leave the room in a hurry.