A Beautiful Morning

Mike's perspective

When I woke up in the morning, I was in a daze. When I saw Melanda and Millie in the hospital bed, I understood that I was in the hospital. I got up and touched Millie's forehead. It still felt a little warm, so I took the thermometer to make sure that her fever had completely subsided.

I slowly put the thermometer in Millie's mouth and waited. I watched them both with a heavy heart. How could that bastard make such a beautiful girl sad and leave? How could he use her and dump her like that?

I pushed back the hair that was covering Melanda's face and looked at her. She had really grown into a beautiful woman. I admired the courage and strength she had when she herself was just a child.