After Blaze was done thanking Amelia's family and friends for hanging around and helping out with his wife, he quietly made his way into Amelia's room alone with the nurse's approval.
The sight of his peacefully sleeping wife, dressed in a hospital gown with some beeping gadget and hanging drip-taped to her body, made Blaze's heart sink.
Even though he had seen her in this state before, this time around everything felt different. She had become a part of him and the mere thought of her experiencing pain greatly affected him.
Taking a deep breath, Blaze slowly and quietly approach Amelia's bed, his subtle grey eyes taking in her serene face.
She was looking so beautiful and innocent in her sleep, almost like a sleeping angel.
Bending over, Blaze kissed Amelia tenderly on her forehead, stroking the loose trend of hair away from her face. He observed the dry patches of tears on her slightly reddened cheek, his heart dampened at the thought of her being in more pain.
