Hospital Bed

(Avery’s Thoughts)

It’s been days since I got admitted to the hospital due to fatigue and too much stress. But when I came here, Dmitri put me in a VIP room. But because of what happened to him and Jeff, I requested him to transfer me to another hospital, and of course, to give him some peace of mind.

He quickly agrees to it and they transfer me the next day. Now, I am still here, lying down and currently looking at the ceiling.

The sliding door opens and when I look in the direction of it, a handsome little boy runs to me and climbs the bed with all his might.

Then I hear Kendra’s voice from the outside, “Oh my god, Kervin, be careful, get off at aunt’s bed, she’s not yet well,” she screams and puts him down.

But the little boy throws his tantrums, “No, no, I want Aunt Pretty. If I kiss her, she will be okay, right? Right?”

Then he pulls my hand, and I hold his gentle tiny hands, “Yes, of course, baby boy. I haven’t seen you for two years, and here you are, you have gotten so b