A Nine Year Coma

Sloane raised her hand and awarded Matthew with a tight slap to the face. Rosalind tried to charge forward but her husband held her by the arm and shook his head.

"You idiot! Our Anna has an exam coming up! How is she supposed to write it in this condition?!" Sloane scolded harshly.

Her husband shook his head, "Matthew what were you thinking taking my daughter out on your motorcycle late at night?!"

Matthew tossed a glance at Anna, who sat next to Sophia, 'crying' into her arms. He bit his cheeks and clenched his fists, then kept his head down.

"You're not going to say anything?! You ruin your future so you want to ruin my daughter's future too?!" Sloane raged, tears streaming down her eyes.

Laura went over to her and tried to comfort her. "Please, calm down. Anna will be fine-"

Sophia interjected. "Fine?! My granddaughter is wounded because of that bastard!"