Darkness...
Endless darkness...
Hope spent the next days mostly in a coma, with little time being awake.
She had lost a lot of weight, her once slender figure now appeared even more fragile, like a fragile porcelain doll.
Exhaustion...
She could feel her body was very tired, and every time she fainted, she thought she was too tired and considered giving up and not continuing anymore.
But each time such thoughts appeared, figures of those she cared about flashed through her mind, Waylon Lewis, Luke, Willow, Liam Cloud, Aria Richardson, and her newborn baby...
She didn't want to leave them.
So each time she struggled to open her eyes, striving to stay conscious.
On New Year's Eve, the outside was filled with festive lights and peace, Hope stood by the window looking out, feeling a faint sense of regret that this New Year she couldn't spend with Waylon Lewis, Luke, and Willow.
She wondered if she would have another chance in the future...
