It had been five days, five days since she came to visit. Roy hates to admit it but he kind of misses her.

It did get quiet at the Hospital and perhaps his near death had changed him slightly.

She was beautiful and perhaps a part of him had always known.

On day six, she came back and he tried to hide that he missed her.

He didn't succeed.

She sat there peeling a red apple; her blonde hair rested above her shoulders.

When Roy decided to object to the domestic air, she shoved an apple slice into his mouth.