Cornelia walked sheepishly into the hospital room. There she saw Caleb just lying there. A tear spilled down her perfect cheek. Cornelia took a seat by him and shook his arm.

'Caleb wake up!' she sobbed as the nurse entered.

'Miss, may I help you?'

'Why isn't my husband waking up?' Cornelia screamed at the nurse.

'Please Mrs Hart, we are doing every thing we can, but the problem is we can't determine the problem that caused his break down.' The nurse said calmly, making Cornelia feel even more guilty

'It's my fault.' She mumbled.

'No it's not dear.' The nurse reassured her.

'Yes it is, we had an argument and I walked out on him saying I wanted a divorce so I started dating someone else, he came in to sign the divorce papers and saw us kissing. Then he just fell. It's all my fault. He's nearly 19 for goodness sake! He's too young to die.'

'Sweetheart, talk to him.'

'What good will that do?'

'Do you love him?' the nurse asked. Cornelia looked at Caleb who was lying helplessly in his bed.

'I don't know.' She whispered.

'Obviously he loved you very much.'

'Will he ever wake up.'

'We don't know but the doctors have said that if he doesn't he wake up within the month, they will have to take him off treatment.'

'You mean, he'll die' Cornelia squeaked.

'A broken heart can only be mended by the one who broke it. If you don't love him and won't wake him up, there's nothing we can do. If he wasn't on life support, he would be dead.' The nurse put a hand on Cornelia's shoulder. 'You'll do the right thing hon.'

'And what's that?'

'You'll follow your heart. Now I have to attend to other patients.' The nurse walked out while Cornelia sat by Caleb again and took his hand. It was cold.

'Oh honey, I am so sorry.' Cornelia whispered. 'I'm sorry about ever thinking about a divorce, but you have to understand, maybe we weren't meant to be together. Maybe I should have been with Peter and you with someone else. You're a rebel. A rebel and a guardian don't mix sweetie.'

Caleb heard this and let a tear slip down his face, but he didn't open his eyes. Cornelia saw the tear slip down.

'Caleb, are you awake? Can you hear me?' she asked worriedly. Still Caleb kept his eyes shut. 'I hope you'll understand.' Cornelia got up and left.

Cornelia entered Hay Lin's apartment to see the divorce papers on the table, crumpled with Caleb's name half written on it. She remembered how he had fallen and how much he felt for her. Then she remembered that he gave up everything for her. He had given up going to Meridian; he had given up his life his duty everything for her.

Suddenly a pair of strong hands wrapped themselves around her waist and she felt a small kiss on her neck.

'Peter, please stop it.' Cornelia laughed.

'How's Caleb?'

'Oh he's fine, he's just fine.'

'What was wrong with him?'

Cornelia panicked. 'They couldn't tell me. They said it was classified.'

'I see. I love you Cornelia.'

'Mm.' Cornelia couldn't bring herself to say the same words.

'Cornelia, when you get divorced, will you marry me?' Peter asked sheepishly. Cornelia tensed and Peter felt it.

'I understand if you don't want to.' Peter said sadly.

'I'll think about it Peter. I really don't know what to do. A part of me still loves him and also you.'

'Ok then.' Peter left the house, slamming the door behind him.