Chapter 181: Petition for Oblivion

The following day

We had not been able to leave Amsterdam as we had planned, because Aitana was still not awake. Fortunately, the doctors said it was exhaustion that had her sleeping and not something serious.

Exhausted from almost no sleep, thinking that she would wake up, I go out to have some coffee and with the computer working on the door of her room, I wait for the hours to pass. However, I have barely managed to sit up in the chair, when I hear a groan.

Fearing that something bad has happened in my absence, I open the door to the room, which makes my legs weaken. The woman, who had not woken up, moans slightly as she tries to get up.

"I'll help you" I say running to her.

Gingerly, I help her to sit up and I stand watching her, waiting for a scolding for allowing her to fall, an apology for scaring us or anything. I don't care if it's an insult, what matters to me, is that she speaks.

That she tells my mind that she's alive. Because just seeing he