Chapter 230

　　Fern's Perspective 　　He's such a proud man. He's given so much to protect Daniel and me. He wouldn't just give up, would he? 　　I forced myself to calm down, taking a deep breath before lifting my head with resolve. 　　"I want to see him." 　　The hospital room was unnervingly quiet. 　　He lay on the clean, white hospital bed, his face pale and bloodless. His chest rose and fell slowly, heavily. His once strong and powerful body was now covered in gauze and medical instruments, losing its former majesty. 　　I slowly walked toward him, reached out, and gently held his hand. It was still warm, which reassured me, if only slightly. 　　"Can you hear me?" I murmured, my voice so soft it almost seemed to be swallowed by the wind. 　　There was no response. 　　I pressed my lips together, tears welling up in my eyes. 　　"You asked me to forgive you before, and I promised… so you can't just leave me like this." I choked out, my voice trembling. "Do you realize how scared Daniel was when you passed out?"