"Helen, did you hear what the doctor said? You just need a few more days of rest, and you can be discharged."
A large hand gently stroked her soft, smooth long hair.
Even while she was in a coma for a long time, the caregiver Shirley, whom Elly Campbell brought in, took good care of her.
Every day, she would wash her body and wash her hair twice a week.
So, even though Helen Melendy just woke up, she didn't have the sticky feeling that comes from lying in bed for a long time.
Harry Hall saw the confusion on Helen Melendy's face and felt a bit worried, "Helen, what's wrong?"
Only then did he notice that since Helen Melendy woke up, she had been silent. Her gaze at him was not unfamiliar, yet there was no natural closeness, instead... instead, it was somewhat uneasy.
Harry Hall's heart ached suddenly.
Why did Helen look at him with unease besides confusion? Why would she feel uneasy?
"Helen?"
