"Ili…" Kouko's voice trembled, barely a whisper as her fingers tightened around his hand. "If you can hear me… just give me a sign. Please."
The room was silent except for the steady beep of the monitor and the rain softly tapping against the window. She leaned closer, her heart pounding as her tears fell onto his hand.
"Just… anything," she pleaded, her voice breaking. "Move your hand. Blink. Something. I—I don't care how small it is. Just tell me you're still here with me."
For a moment, nothing happened, and the silence became unbearable. She let out a shaky breath, her head bowing as she whispered, "You promised, Ili. You said we'd have tomorrow…"
Her words trailed off, and then—there it was. A faint twitch against her palm.
Kouko froze, her breath catching as her wide, tear-filled eyes darted to his hand. "Ili?" she choked, her voice trembling with equal parts hope and fear. "Was that you?"
Silence answered her once again, but she refused to look away, her gaze locked onto him as if her sheer will could summon another sign.
"Ili," she whispered, her grip tightening around his hand. "Don't leave me wondering… Say something. Anything."