Days went by, I made it my duty to visit him everyday, I brought flowers and insence to make his room smell nice. It has been almost a week and the doctors say that he is improving, he moves his hand and feet, he opens his eyes but he doesn't speak. It brings me joy when he is awake, though we don't speak, we stare at each other till visiting hour is up.

It was now Friday, exactly one week since the accident and I was on my way up to Chris room to visit him. As I got really close to the room, I could hear voices from the inside, I knocked and entered. It was his parents there with him, it must have been them talking.
"Hi priinncceesss"
I stood there dumbfounded. Chris spoke! And he is literally sitting up right.
"Hi" I blused "How are you."
"I've beeenn beettteerr" he stammered.
Oh my goodness, I ran to him, I gently wrapped my arms around him, "you scared the living shit out of me, I was so worried." I confessed.
He didn't respond but his smile said it all.

His parents looked very happy and I was so relieved, he was indeed getting better. It was now time to leave, I said my goodbyes and told Chris that I will see him on Monday since I will be visiting my grandparents for the weekend. He simple nod his head and smiled. I hugged him once more and left.

As planned, my mom and I spend the weekend with my grandparents. We went shopping together for stuff to prepare sunday' s meal, while browsing through the stores something caught my attention. It was a keyring with the words engraved on a heart "drive safely, for your loved one may be worried" I purchased it and we went back home.
Lunch was prepared the following day and everyone had fun, I kept thinking about Chris, couldn't wait to go visit him the following day. It was now 4p.m and we said our goodbyes then headed to our house, it normally takes us 2hrs for my grandparents places to get home.

It's 6:45 p.m, I've had my shower and am getting dressed to head down for supper. The doorbell rang. Who could this be? A few seconds later I hear mom's voice saying "Christal someone is here to see you."
Oh Delilah, I thought, she just couldn't wait till tomorrow could she. I quickly got dressed wearing a short dress with a see through mesh on top. I ran downstairs.

To my surprise it wasn't Delilah. I stood there in complete shock, my dress was pretty much showing my future husband's promised land.
"Well ain't you a pretty sight to sored eyes" Chris smirked.