His Rose
'' I ask, concern.
The doctor looks straight into my eyes, ''She's stable.''
My heart starts to slow down as a sign of relief before actually letting out a deep sigh; realising that Rose will be fine and that she'll he able to actually heal. To my surprise, I am starting to see images of her smiling and laughing but I know that will take awhile.
''Can I see her?'' I ask.
''Yes but let her rest,'' He replies and I nod my head. Just when I'm about to walk away and see her, the doctor starts to call out for me, ''I know this is a little bit personal but are you close with the patient?''