Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 82

In the hospital.

Sylvia awoke to pitch darkness, her heart pounding with fear. She could sense someone moving around her.

"Who's there?"

"Who's there?"

Her voice was raspy as she grabbed whatever her hand could find and hurled it into the darkness.

Her frantic actions froze everyone in the room. A sob broke the silence, and a figure rushed towards her. "Sylvia, Sylvia, what's wrong? It's Mom!"

Naomi, tears streaming down her face, moved closer to Sylvia.

Sylvia's hand stopped mid-air, her breathing shaky. "Mom, where are you? Why can't I see you?"

Naomi's pupils dilated, her tears momentarily forgotten. "Sylvia! Don't scare me like that!"

Sylvia stared blankly at an empty space, her voice trembling. "Mom..."

The room fell silent.

the silence. "Doctor!

arrived was Rupert's friend. After a thorough examination, his expression

from there," he comforted

stood up quietly and left the room. Beside him, Bridget couldn't

how

Outside the ward.

for his friend to speak, his usually composed

agitated. "You're worried now? I told you before - her mental state was fragile. How could this have happened?" "Restore her sight!" Rupert's voice was low but

a

is temporary. Once her emotional state stabilizes, her vision should return This is the first time I've seen such a strong physical reaction to stress.

into thought. He remembered

really

eyes narrowed, his

discuss further, his friend changed the subject. "I'll arrange the

his reddened knuckles reminded him of the three men he had knocked unconscious. He took a puff, his gaze shifting to

stepped forward. "Mr.

smoke, Rupert said