This time, her seizure was worse than ever before.
Even in unconsciousness, she was still painfully sobbing.
The doctor came and said that the situation was already bad.
Arnold Simmons stayed silent, holding her in his arms like before, softly comforting her with the sweet words she loved to hear.
In between, Hannah woke up groggily once, still feeling awful, and everything before her eyes blurred.
She asked, "Who are you?"
Arnold Simmons replied, "I am Arnold Simmons."
She asked again, "Who is Arnold Simmons?"
"He is..." He took a deep breath, striving to suppress the choke in his voice, and said with a smile, "Someone who loves you, loves you very much."
She felt a bit sleepy, "That's nice, to be loved by someone."
She fell back into unconsciousness.
The physical pain had eased.
Arnold Simmons bowed his head, pressing it against her pale cheek, "I will, I will always love you."
When Hannah woke up again, the sun was about to set.