Four weeks had passed since the surgery.
The days no longer blurred together the way they had in the beginning, but time still moved in a strange, slow rhythm inside the hospital. Morning therapy. Rest. Lunch. More therapy. Visitors. Night. The steady beeping of machines had become part of Micah's background world, like a second heartbeat.
He was still in Malayer City.
Despite the Ramsy family's influence, despite the convenience of transferring him back to Isatis City, Micah had refused to move.
The accident and emergency surgery had spread across social media within hours. Headlines, speculation, blurry photos taken outside the hospital. Some accounts exaggerated it into near death. Others created stories about conspiracies and family disputes. There were even ridiculous posts claiming sabotage.
Micah had seen a few of them during the first week before Clyde confiscated his phone.
