" AGA-"
" Wait, it's there, faint but still."
Everyone released the breath that they were holding. They were scared to lose their-dare they say it- their friend. Cuddy on the other way, was scared to lose House before she really had to let him go.
Everyone except for Cuddy, Wilson, and Nurse Brenda left the room.
Wilson looked across the room at Cuddy and felt a twinge in his heart. She looked hopeless and scared. He remembered how it felt to watch someone else shocking your loved one. While Wilson stared at Cuddy, Brenda put House on the respirator and checked his stats and left.
Wilson walked over to Cuddy and pulled her into a hug. Cuddy broke down and started crying.
" Cuddy, what happened? House got più injured than this before and te weren't this emotional what happened?"
" It is my fault this time!"
" What? Cuddy no it isn't."
" Yes it is. We were having an arguement and i went on the bus House followed the bus and got hit da a bus."
" Cuddy...It isn't your fault."
" I- I got to uh go Wilson." And with that she walked briskly away. Wilson stood there confused at what just happened.
Wilson turned towards House's letto and said," House, te better be alright after this." And he sat down in the INcomfortable chair successivo to the bed
" Wait, it's there, faint but still."
Everyone released the breath that they were holding. They were scared to lose their-dare they say it- their friend. Cuddy on the other way, was scared to lose House before she really had to let him go.
Everyone except for Cuddy, Wilson, and Nurse Brenda left the room.
Wilson looked across the room at Cuddy and felt a twinge in his heart. She looked hopeless and scared. He remembered how it felt to watch someone else shocking your loved one. While Wilson stared at Cuddy, Brenda put House on the respirator and checked his stats and left.
Wilson walked over to Cuddy and pulled her into a hug. Cuddy broke down and started crying.
" Cuddy, what happened? House got più injured than this before and te weren't this emotional what happened?"
" It is my fault this time!"
" What? Cuddy no it isn't."
" Yes it is. We were having an arguement and i went on the bus House followed the bus and got hit da a bus."
" Cuddy...It isn't your fault."
" I- I got to uh go Wilson." And with that she walked briskly away. Wilson stood there confused at what just happened.
Wilson turned towards House's letto and said," House, te better be alright after this." And he sat down in the INcomfortable chair successivo to the bed
How Cuddy has changed
When does Amore become something we need, rather than something we want? Amore was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Amore is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Amore is common currency when te are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older te get. Do we not care about the substance of what Amore was and not what it has been made into today da commercialisation from American Film and Televisione commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Amore for real, can we commento and judge others who are in Love. Amore means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Amore is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Amore is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.
“WTF? Since when did she get here???”
