Time passed, Higor was already at home, but Vadim remained unconscious. Flora would be there with him everyday. Nikolai would visit everyday, because even though it hurt to see Flora being so lovely and caring with Vadim, he would not only see her, but see his cousin.

“How is him?” Nikolai asked while entering the private room where Vadim was staying.

“The same. No better, no worse.” Flora answered with a sniff. She had been crying a lot and Nikolai felt his heart tightening.

“I remembered that Moira’s wedding is coming. Are you attending?” He asked and sat by Flora’s side.

She shook her head and sighed.

“No. She knows what is happening and even before I told her I couldn't go, she told me to stay here. Moira is very understanding.” Flora smiled sadly. “How can I go to a party when my fiancé is trapped in this bed.”