~~ Brittany's POV ~~
Running down to the hospital, Mom was the first person I saw when I reached the VIP ward. She was standing beside Dad, staring into nothingness. Not until, the door slid open and I walked in.
Surprisingly, Dad was still lying on the bed, the machines beeping loudly as always and the usual oxygen mask on his face as he had never woken from a coma.
"What happened, Mom? Why is Dad still lying unconscious?" I asked as I stood beside her, staring between her and my Dad.
That was when I noticed the difference. His eyes were opened. But why wasn't he moving?
"He's awake but still can't respond to external stimuli. The doctors said he is in a vegetative state and will need a few days or weeks to recover." Mom replied, as if reading my mind and I froze for a moment before I let out a low breath.
She patted my shoulder, studying my worried expression more. "The doctors assured us he'll be fine, and that's what we hope for."
I nodded and glanced at her. She was also trying
