The love she had had for him had disappeared in those dark days.

Summer opened her eyes slowly, and it was already morning. The caretaker looked at her with concern. “Good morning, Ms. Hope. Do you want me to help you to the bathroom to wash up?”

“Yes, please,” Summer said as she sat up.

Only then did she notice that she had cried in her sleep. It was too painful for her to dream about the things back then.

After washing up, a nurse came in to change the dressing for her wound before breakfas