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Sam opened his eyes slowly, blinking a bit while looking at the white ceiling. He looked down at himself who was wearing the hospital gown. It was another day that Sam had woken up and anesthetic had worked very well.since he didn't feel much pain in my hold although Sam couldn't even sit now. His tears ran down when he look down to his sleeping husband and also their son. He touched Henry's hair, rubbing it gently. He smiled at his husband when Henry opened his eyes slowly and looked at him with his eyes. "Good morning, Henry." Sam whispered, trying to smile, but his tears had already run down again. Sam couldn't say anything much, but he had shown how he loved his husband with that eyes. "You're here. Tell me that it's not the dream. Henry, Henry" Sam keep saying Henry's name as he cried harder.