"Mom, did he say anything to you?" La''s heart raced.


    Avery shook her head. "He is conscious, though. I asked him a few questions and he nodded back."


    Tears filled La''s eyes at her words. She wiped them away and asked, "Mom, can I stay in the room to take care of him?"


    "He is staying in the VIP ward right now and there are nurses taking care of him at all times. You don''t need to be here." Avery grabbed her hands. "I know you want to stay with him, but he is weak and will be asleep most of the time. Maybe you can stay with him once he gets better, okay?"


    La nodded and regained herposure. "Okay."


    Shortly after, they arrived at the room and the nurse inside immediately gave them some privacy.


    Eric opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.


    Avery had informed him that his parents were waiting outside and were dying to see him. When she asked if he wanted to see them, he nodded.


    As soon as he opened his eyes, all the memories came shing back to him.


    He had thought that he had died and was only dreaming; it was not until Avery told him that he had a heart transnt that he realized he was not dead.


    Eric was naturally overjoyed to have narrowly escaped death, but he was too weak to move, even if it was to smile.


    His parents were the two people he wanted to see most, because he knew that they must have been devastated.


    To his bewilderment, La was there as well.


    He was shocked for a moment when he saw La with his parents, as Avery had not mentioned it. However, he almost rxed right away when he saw La standing before him, alive and well.


    "Eric." Mrs. Santos walked over in


    tears and called out to him in a


    hoarse voice as she took his hand. "You are still weak from the surgery, so you don''t have to speak. I miss you and so does your dad. Thank god that you are alright, or we won''t know what to do with ourselves. Thank god you are alright..." She repeated herself over and over again and tears scrolled down her cheeks.


    "Alright, now. Don''t cry." Mr. Santos wiped away her tears. "It''s a good thing that Eric is awake now. If you keep crying like that, people will think that our son is dead." "You jinx! What are you talking about?!"


    "Come on! Everyone is watching!" Mr. Santos sighed and look at his son. "Eric, we don''t me you for what happened because a man is supposed to take responsibility, but as your father, I don''t want anything bad to happen to you. Thank the gods that you are fine


    the doctor and do wisten to


    they


    say, so that you will recover soon.


    You are supposed to live longer than me!"


    Mrs. Santos broke down crying at his words and La handed a box of tissue to her.


    "... I''m sorry," Eric said hoarsely and everyone turned their attention to him.


    "Don''t apologize, son. Your dad is


    right. We didn''t me you and we aren''t about to start ming you now. Just rest and get discharged soon. It''s still cold out there, so it''s better if you cane back Aryadelle," Mrs. Santos said endearingly.


    Eric nodded slowly.N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    After speaking to Eric, Mr. and Mrs. Santos nced at La, who had not spoken to Eric yet.


    They understood that La would want to speak with Eric alone.