Travis rolled over at his alarm clock: 7:01 a.m. He figured he better hurry up if he wanted to see Ari as soon as she woke up; she always was an early riser.
He quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and slipped on a blue t-shirt and jeans. He ran downstairs and told his mom bye before driving away in his silver truck.
He walked into the hospital and made a bee line for Ariella's room. He was excited to finally see her. His mood suddenly turned dark when he saw blonde hair peaking above the chair.
It took him a moment to process what he was seeing. Right in front of him, sat Tora Igarashi holding Ariella's hand. Her eyes, sparkling like he had never seen, staring lovingly at Tora.