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In the evening, Rebecca was having dinner with Jeffrey when her phone rang urgently. Seeing it was May, she answered immediately. “May?”

Jeffrey had no idea what May was saying to Rebecca. He just watched as Rebecca gradually stopped eating, her eyes welling up with intense emotion.

“I–is it really true?” For the first time, Rebecca felt a surge of powerful feelings stirring deep inside.

“Why would I lie about something like this? May replied gently, not even acknowledging Rebecca’s unusually formal tone. “Just take your time getting here, okay? And try to stay calm.”

But calm was the last thing on Rebecca’s mind. She dropped her fork, bolted outside with her phone, then spun around, snatched her car keys, and sprinted toward her car. She started the engine and sped off as if her life depended on it.

Jeffrey blinked, taken aback by her reaction. Just as he was about to run after her, his phone rang. It was Timothy, calling with urgent news. “Mr. Hanson, Amelia just–woke up.”

By the time Jeffrey rushed outside, all he caught was the glow of Rebecca’s taillights speeding away. Without missing a beat, he told his men to follow her in another car. He honestly never thought she could be this impulsive.

Rebecca was overflowing with emotion. As she waited at the red light, her mind raced with everything she wanted to tell her mother. Her.palms were sweaty where they gripped the steering wheel, and her heart pounded wildly against her ribs.

As soon as the light turned green, she floored it, racing toward the hospital.

What usually took thirty or forty minutes, she managed in just over twenty. She flung the car door shut and sprinted toward the inpatient wing, not stopping until she reached the ward door. There, she was breathless, her hair messy, and her clothes slightly askew.

Rebecca’s gaze darted past the doctors and nurses, and at last landed on the person in the hospital bed- Amelia, her eyes open at last. For a second, Rebecca almost stopped breathing, her chest seized with hope and disbelief.

“Let’s check if she’s conscious first,” one of the doctors said.

“Can you hear me? If you can, blink or nod,” said another.

“Try moving your fingers, or lift your leg. Let’s test your motor response.”

“Tell us if anything feels unusual. How are you feeling right now?”

Their voices faded into background noise. All Rebecca could see was her mother’s face–tired, but so familiar that it hurt. She didn’t dare blink, clinging to the moment, terrified it might dissolve like a dream.

In the next moment, as if sensing the stir in the air, Amelia glanced toward the doorway.

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stung, tears spilled over, and her whole body began to shake. This was real. Her mom was

doorway. Timothy walked over to Rebecca.

trembling as she wiped her tears. “I’ll stay quiet. I won’t be in

reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. Now that

eyes welled up

Jeffrey arrived. He glanced at Amelia, surrounded by doctors and nurses, and turned to Timothy.

Timothy reported honestly. “As for everything else, we’ll have to wait

firmly. “All the testing departments are set. Just head

Amelia finished all her tests in

promised Amelia wouldn’t go

tears on such a good day?” May nudged Rebecca with her elbow,

take her eyes off the exam room door, her heart doing somersaults

a soft

over

happiness. This is what it feels like when you

was right. This

over at Jeffrey, who hadn’t left her side even for a second. “You should go home

shook his head. “No worries. I’ll

shot him a look, insisting, “No. Seriously,

set of his jaw said he was definitely staying

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could tell from his unwavering gaze—he was determined to stay with her, no

back into her room after

gave the all–clear, everyone gathered around her bed. Amelia’s eyes shone with warmth, fixed solely on Rebecca. And in that moment, all

okay,” Amelia whispered, her voice soft and fragmented, barely

Rebecca understood everything they carried: “I’m here.