“Look who’s awake. Can you understand me Taeyeon? Do you recognize me?”

“Y-yes…”

“Let me help you up. Your throat must be dry.”

Cold.

“Do you remember what happened?”

“Black.”

“Yes everything went black because you had a seizure. Do you know what that means?”

“Yes.”

“Can you say my name?”

“Dr. Jung.”

“Good. We are going to watch you for now but it isn’t unusual for people to have seizures after a previous brain injury.”

Don’t go.

“Did you want me to stay?”

“Yes.”

Hmmm soft hands.

“Are you feeling tired?”

“A little.”

“Well you look fine. Do you remember anything else? Something we talked about the past few days or even before the accident?”

“I am not rich.”

Cute giggle again…”Yes we talked about that right before your seizure but I didn’t get to answer you then. Did you want me to answer you now?”

“Yes.”

“Well you came here with no family and no next of kin which puts the hospital in a difficult situation. Your family lawyer came in to check your condition and talked to me about certain options you had. Your parents had life-insurance and your health insurance were the two things that were used to keep you alive this long. Although I am not in a position to make these decisions for you, as a medical professional, I was still allowed to look after your best interests. I hope you think my decision was correct.”

“Thank you.” Ah something warm down my cheek…

“Why are you crying?”

I don’t know.

“You really don’t have to thank me Taeyeon. I told you before that I needed to see you get better.”

“If I was poor?”

“I would help find a way to keep you alive. If you can’t tell by now, you are a fighter Taeyeon. Those like you will stay alive despite circumstances.”

Such a warm feeling in my chest…

“It seems you are becoming more aware to be getting emotional like this. Too bad that seizure didn’t trigger your past memories.”

“I remember.”

“W-what? You remember? R-remember what?”

“Their faces.”

“Who’s?”

“My parents.”

“Is that why you cried?”

“I don’t think it was one thing…” Is okay to tell her?

“Then why?”

“I just…suddenly…feel so loved.”

Fingers…hand…all moving. Just a bit closer….closer….got it. Why do her fingers feel so cold when I hold them?

“You make me feel loved.”

“T-Tae…”

“I think that is what keeps me alive.”