"I want to take full charge of her. I know I have been assigned to her, but I’m requesting that no other doctor work on her except me. I know what to do, how to help her fight," he said. "What? Doctor Liam, isn't what you're asking too much? Besides, it's risky. The procedure you're talking about has a mere 5% chance of her survival. Taking her away from the hospital is dangerous due to her critical condition. This is not just a coma; it's beyond that." "Trust me on this, Chief Doctor. I know what I’m talking about. My mom also slept in a similar coma to hers. I can help her, bring her back to life, or else she may die," he said, looking at the Chief Doctor, waiting for him to believe what he said or to give him the go-ahead. "Hmm, I have heard you, Doctor Liam, but do you understand this procedure is risky and she can even die when we do another transfer? He looked up to Doctor Liam who had his face buried below……………… Hmmm, if you say so, I will have to speak with her relatives and

There’s nothing like this that I have ever seen, Doctor Maxwell gazed in disbelief at Liam, who played the harmonica, and then turned his attention to Natalie lying still. He marveled at the medical mystery before him, touching his head in amazement, a small smile forming on his face. Liam spoke confidently, "If I continue with this, there will be a 70% chance of her waking up in the next two weeks." ….……………………………………………………………………………………… "Marko, what are you doing here?" Brindle questioned as she pulled him in upon seeing him entering her bedroom through the balcony. She quickly checked the surroundings to ensure no one had witnessed his entrance, closing and locking the balcony window. Hurrying to secure the main door, she confronted him again. "What are you doing here, Marko?" she asked, a mixture of frustration and stress evident in her expression. What if someone saw you, we have cameras and security all over this house…. "I miss you, my love," Marko replied, holding her head, s

"You can't do this to me, Brindle. You can't let them take me away. Please," he pleaded, kneeling in front of her and holding onto her legs, begging to be spared. "I want to be by your side," he added. She took herself away from his touch. "Don't make this any harder than it is," she urged. "Take him away," she instructed, turning away. Marko tried to fight them back, throwing a few blows. One of them retaliated, hitting his head so hard that he collapsed. "Hey, tswww," she pushed them away. "I only told you to take him away, not to fight with him." She bent down to him on the floor, kissed his lips, and said, "I'm sorry, Marko. This is the only way." She stood up immediately, leaving him sleeping on the floor. Take control she said and walked out……………. "Now that I have you out of my way, I can finally feel at peace since Natalie is not even a threat, poor thing," Brindle muttered to herself. "She couldn't stand the disgrace and decided to run away from reality. Anyway, you're in

"Natalie, how many kids do you want to have in the future?" Richard asked as they sat on the ground, a blanket laid out for their couples picnic. Fruits and drinks were perfectly placed on the blanket. "I want three," she said happily. "Oh, three," he said and shook his head. "But I want five… five little girls," he added childishly. Natalie looked at Richard, touched his cheeks, and said, "Anything you want, my love. If you want a hundred kids, I'm going to give it to you." She continued, "But the problem here is that I want to be a mom to boys." Richard looked at her. "But I also want my girls," he said. "Okay, okay, we will figure it out when we get there... maybe 3 girls, 2 boys or 3 boys, 2 girls," she said, laughing. "Then come here and let’s have them right here, right now," he said, shifting to sit closer to her and kissing her passionately. "Are you kidding me?" Natalie said, looking cheerfully at him. "What do you think you’re doing? We are in the open; we can’t have bab

Her eyes finally opened after several attempts. She lay still for a moment, trying to make sense of the room. Confusion marked her expression. Slowly, she raised herself, sitting on the bed before easing her body back down. She gently touched her head, a sign of a headache, and let out a sigh of pain. With bandages still wrapped around her head to address the severe injuries sustained in the accident She managed to free one of her legs from under the blanket and placed it on the floor. The second one followed suit. Sitting on the bed for a moment, she continued to piece together where she was and what had happened. Standing up, she tested her legs, but they began to shake from the prolonged sleep. She stumbled and fell to the floor, letting out a soft exclamation of pain. "Oh my, oh my, you’re alive, you’re alive!" Grandma Leta exclaimed as she entered the room for another round of prayers. She couldn't believe her eyes when she saw her on the floor. "My goodness, this is a miracle,