Married At First Glance: I Am Not Ugly

When Samuel saw his sister, his face lit up.

“Sister, what are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you until tomorrow.”

She smiled and walked towards her brother and hugged him, tears running down her face.

Her brother was confused as he didn’t understand what was going on with his sister.

“What’s wrong?” Samuel asked, his brow furrowed with concern. “Is everything okay?”

Marissa nodded and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. “Everything’s fine,” she said, her voice wavering. “I just… I just heard about the woman in the lobby. What she went through with her husband… it was just so inspiring.”

Samuel’s eyes widened in understanding. “You mean the woman whose husband was in a coma for three years?”

“Yes,” Marissa said, her voice thick with emotion. “It just really hit home for me, how strong she was, and how much love she must have felt for her husband to never give up on him. I can’t imagine what that must have been like for her.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Samuel nodded, his eyes shining with empathy. “It’s amazing, the lengths that love can drive someone to,” he said. “And it’s amazing that he recovered after all that time. It’s a true testament to the power of love and the human spirit.”

“It really is,” Marissa agreed. “I just feel so lucky to have my family and my health, and to have you as a brother. I can’t imagine going through something like that alone.”

“I’m so glad you’re here, sis,” Samuel said, putting his arm around her. “I know it’s not easy for you to come home, and I appreciate you taking the time to visit me. And don’t worry, I’m not going anywhere – I’m doing great. I’m getting better every day.”

Marissa smiled, her eyes shining with gratitude. “I’m so happy to hear that,” she said. “I can’t wait to see you up and about. And who knows, maybe soon you’ll be back to your old self, driving me crazy with your antics like you used to.”

They both laughed, the tension in the room dissipating as they shared a moment of lightness and humor. Marissa was glad to be able to laugh with her brother, even in the midst of such difficult circumstances.

She turned to the doctor to speak, while Samuel walked gently to his ward to rest.

“Thank you so much doctor, for taking out time out of your busy schedule to take my brother on a walk. I’m grateful.”

The doctor smiled and spoke.

“It’s fine Marissa,” the doctor said, his expression kind. “I’m just doing my job. And besides, I think it’s important for patients to have human contact and connection. It’s good for their health and well being. So don’t thank me, thank your brother for being such a great patient.”

Marissa laughed. “I’ll do that,” she said. “And I’ll make sure to tell him that you said he was a great patient. I’m sure he’ll appreciate that.”

The doctor smiled and nodded. “I’m sure he will,” he said. “Now, I’ll leave you two to catch up. I have other patients to see. But it was nice meeting you, Marissa. I hope to see you again soon.”

“You too, doctor,” Marissa said. “Thank you again for everything you’ve done for my brother.”

The doctor nodded and gave her a wave as he walked out of the room. Marissa turned back to her brother, who was still sitting on the bed, looking at her expectantly.

“So, where were we?” she asked, taking a seat next to him. “What’s been going on with you since I last saw you?”

“And what have you been up to?” Samuel asked, eager to catch up on what his sister had been doing. “How’s work? And how’s the dating life?”

Marissa rolled her eyes. “Work is fine,” she said. “But the dating life, well, that’s a whole other story…”

“Well, I have all the time in the world to listen.” he said, still sitting on his bed, looking at her expectantly.

“Don’t worry brother, I’ll tell you when the right time comes, but for now, you need to sleep.” she said, as she helped her brother lower the hospital bed so that he could lie down.

“All right, all right,” Samuel said, feigning annoyance. “You’re no fun.” But he lay back on the bed, still smiling at her.

Marissa laughed. “I’m just looking out for your health,” she said, reaching over to adjust the blanket around him. “You need to rest and get better so you can come home soon.”

“I know, I know,” Samuel said, closing his eyes. “I’ll be good and rest, promise.”

“Good,” Marissa said. “Now, get some sleep. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

A few moments later, Samuel was fast asleep, his chest rising and falling steadily. Marissa sat beside him, watching him sleep, a feeling of contentment washing over her.

Even though she had only been there for a short time, it was nice to be back there. And even though her brother was sick, it was good to see him and spend time with him.

She felt like a part of her had been missing while she was away, and now, being back there, she felt whole again.

She sat there for a while, just enjoying the peace and quiet of the hospital room, the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor and soothing background noise. After a while, she pulled out a book from her bag and began to read, glancing up every so often to check on her brother.

The hours passed by quickly, and before she knew it, it was getting late. The hospital was quiet, with only a few nurses and doctors making their rounds. Marissa realized that she was getting tired and decided to lie down on the small couch in the corner of the room.

She closed her eyes and let herself drift off to sleep, feeling safe and content in the knowledge that her brother was getting better.