The night was quiet. The wind rustled through the branches outside the window, causing the heavy curtains to billow. The weather in April was not too cold. The medicinal scent filled the air as the wind blew into the ward.

Jadie woke up but did not want to face Zach. So, she turned her head to gaze at the billowing curtains. "You don't want me anymore, so why are you still at the hospital? Just go back. I don't need you to take care of me."

Zach picked up a medicine from the bedside table. The