'Would you rather he'd not look peaceful?' Theo asked her, taking her chin and making her look at him. 'Ver, he didn't choose this, he can't wake up until we find out what is causing this. We will though, and when we do, he's going to be just fine.'
He sighed, still holding onto her, making her look at him. 'I know it isn't easy, Ver, but you can't stop living. You have a son, you're going to have two young girls. They need their mother.'