Keith looked like he was in pain. The guilt was back, scorching up her insides. Alexandria swallowed and took his hand to calm him down and reassure him. She hoped he would feel a bit better tomorrow, even if his memory wouldn't be back. The nurses dimmed the lights in the room so Keith would be able to sleep. Alexandria smiled to him when he said he was glad to have her there. "Good night Keith. If there's a problem, wake me up." All he really needed was some sleep and maybe some time alone. But she couldn't bear to leave him by himself. What if he... he... killed himself? No, he wouldn't do that. She bit her lip again.<br/><br/>His confession took her by surprise. Alex stared at him, wide-eyed, before giving his hand a slight squeeze. She was his girlfriend now. She had to answer accordingly, even if she didn't want him to know. "I love you too, Keith." Alexandria spoke quietly and then let go of his hand in order to lean back in her chair and rest her head against the wall. She felt so exhausted and it wasn't really a surprise; it had been a long day for both of them. Sleep took her almost immediately.<br/><br/>Down the same hallway, Marcus had had his stomach flushed and was lying on his bed, boiling with anger. He overheard the nurses talk about Alexandria and how she had come to spend the night at the hospital due to Keith. How could she?! Where was her resolve to destroy that worthless piece of shit? Marcus trembled as his anger increased, nearly boiling over. He grabbed the metallic fork from his plate and placed it underneath his covers before the nurse came to grab his empty plate of porridge and wish him a good night.<br/><br/>Yes, good fucking night indeed. How he wanted to plant that blade into Alexandria's head for making him drink fucking bleach.