It has been two days since Emma woke up from her deep slumber, and Derek had never left her side; always with her, even stopping her by the door of the toilet. Sometimes he carried her; nobody knew why, but she limped sometimes. He didn't let her go to school too.

He had said that she was still feeble and weak for academic stuff, that she should rest more.

But today, she would be going home. And although she was happy to have spent enough time with her new friends, Eva included, ...