Chapter Sixty-Eight Successful Surgery

After hours of waiting for the doctors, Evans is the only one still awake. I was already fast asleep with my head on Evans's shoulder. Even Sister Beatrice, who left and promised she was coming back, is not back yet, and Anthony, too, is fast asleep with his head against the wall. we were all tired and drained emotionally. Just then, Joyce came out of the room. She had napped, looking better than when she entered. "Hey, how are you feeling now?" Evans whispered, trying not to wake me up. "Better, they should have taken a spare room to rest in; they don't look convenient," she complained worriedly. "They can't, because there are no other spare rooms to stay in." "You should have let them manage with me." "Don't worry about it, Joyce; your mom was against it; she doesn't want to disturb you." "She shouldn't have done that; let's shift her to the room then. Since I am up already, I don't want her to wake up with a stiff neck, and are your shoulders not hurting you?" "Don't worry too much,