Lizetta wasn't sure if this was a good omen or a bad one as she hung up the phone, her gaze instinctively seeking out Remington.

Remington had also just ended a call, evidently receiving one from the hospital as well.

"I've got it all figured out. The doctors are all there; it must be good news. Don't worry," he said, taking Lizetta's cold hands into his warm grasp.

Led by him, Lizetta turned, and they both headed out. Her heart began to calm down with each step they took together.

They got into the car, and Remington drove swiftly out of the diner's parking lot, heading towards Dashiell Hospital.

Thaddeus had been in a coma for over two years now, showing more responsiveness in the past six months thanks to the medical team Remington had enlisted.

Yet, despite the half year that had passed, there had been no significant breakthrough.

This sudden spike in activity gave Lizetta a gut feeling-Thaddeus would either wake up or...

inside her, she clasped her hands

start thinking

comment wasn't meant to extract gratitude from Lizetta; it was simply an attempt to lighten

Lizetta took his

to him with earnest eyes. "If my brother wakes

Dashiell. Whatever you

as it's within the

sto

morality." t

as

A selfish wish flickered through his deep gaze-the desire to have her back by his side. Yet, this ignoble

well that

agree to return to his side out of a sense of obligation, it wouldn't truly make him happy. Worse, it might

on winning

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