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“Alright,” Rebecca answered compliantly, amusement twinkling in her eyes. “Thank you, Jane.”

Jane maintained her usual composure. “Stay focused.”

Rebecca nodded earnestly. “I will.”

Throughout the morning, Rebecca refined her artwork while finishing the remaining sections. Immersed in work, she wasn’t disturbed by Lisa’s usual gossip.

When noon approached, Rebecca headed straight to the hospital without lunch.

The hospital was just half an hour away by subway from PrimePlay Technologies. During weekdays, she spent lunch breaks comforting her comatose mother, praying for her recovery.

She’d pre–ordered takeout to arrive at the hospital–perfect timing for a meal after visiting hours.

Seeing how busy she was yet still making time to visit the hospital every noon, Timothy felt a complex mix of emotions he couldn’t quite describe.

After finishing lunch, he came to the ward and said, “Let me handle the hospital matters. You don’t need to come here every day.”

“But you said chatting with her more could help her regain consciousness,” Rebecca replied with hopeful determination. “I’ve got free time during lunch anyway. This works perfectly.”

“Even without conversation or visits, she’d wake within two months,” Timothy explained gently.

Rebecca gazed at Amelia, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed. She wanted to stay, to accompany Amelia through the endless darkness of a coma that must make Amelia feel unbearably lonely.

“There’s something I’ve considered telling you,” Timothy said after prolonged contemplation.

Rebecca paused her meal. “What is it?”

“Today, a man visited your mother besides you,” Timothy said, referring to the same visitor he’d previously mentioned to Jeffrey. “He stayed in the ward for about half an hour.”

mid–bite, immediately assuming her father Richard had caused trouble. She pulled up his photo on her phone, anxiety

Timothy answered truthfully. “The visitor was far more handsome than the man in your photo, impeccably

couldn’t place anyone matching that description. “What did he do in the

in the caretaker chair,” Timothy said. “He ignored some calls

a friend of Mom’s,”

grandparents, aunts, or uncles.

eventually left to travel after waiting two fruitless years for Amelia

claimed to be orphaned, but Dad’s recent comments

more.‘

you talk to him?”

Timothy glanced at the still–unconscious Amelia. “A nurse said he

pressed her lips, suddenly remembering

secondhand like she expected, so

have surveillance cameras.” Timothy tapped his phone. “I’ve

revealing a man in a perfectly tailored suit sitting stiffly on the visitor’s chair, his sharp jawline barely visible from the

surprise. “You recognize him?” Timothy noted

head. “Never

uncanny resemblance to the man Jessica had photographed earlier,

eyebrows lifted curiously at her reaction, but he kept his questions to himself, respecting patient

buried treasure.

done,” Timothy replied

Rebecca waited until Timothy left the ward before

footage and Jessica’s photo, finding no connections. Turning to her comatose mother, she murmured

old friend came

met him, but he

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say girls resemble their