Orion shook his head but held onto Nina's hand even tighter. In the next moment, he slowly raised his hand.

Nash immediately reached out, understanding what Orion wanted.

The emotion welled up in Nina, and her voice broke as she spoke, "Orion, I promise you, once you're better, we'll go back to the place where your dad and I grew up. I'll take you to school and pick you up every day.

"I'll take you to see your grandparents. It's nothing like the place you've been, with war all around. You'll be able to play every day and eat all the delicious food you want." Orion nodded, his strained voice barely above a whisper, "Okay."

Pharaoh heard Nina's words, and though it stung, he could not blame her. He understood that Nina's upbringing had been vastly different from the values of the Yaren Tribe. "I'll go make you something to eat," Nina said, gently patting Orion's hand before standing up.

Nash hesitated for a moment, noticing the sadness in Pharaoh's eyes. He gave Pharaoh a meaningful look before following Nina out.

Orion did not speak much, but when he saw Pharaoh, he managed a faint smile. As he lay in the lab, Pharaoh had been constantly at his side, taking care of him.

Pharaoh would cover Orion's eyes during injections and softly comfort him. Orion could sense that this man, Pharaoh, was a kind and caring grandfather. Pharaoh gently stroked Orion's head. "Your mom and dad are making you something to eat. Be a good boy, okay? Have you been feeling better lately?"

his asthma attacks had ceased. The bone marrow matches were still ongoing, and as soon as a match

he could help

caught in

a child. Pharaoh's mistakes should not burden him. It was not right to drag

something to say but remained silent,

asked him to take her to the kitchen. The kitchen was well-stocked, as it was responsible for preparing meals for

kitchen was separate

living quarters. Nina,

decided to make something light. She avoided shrimp and fish, fearing they might trigger his asthma, and

by

Tribe. But you probably haven't

coma for over three years, and even after his recovery, he had little time to spend with their son.

responsibilities.

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