Suddenly, the pain began to fade. Dila exhaled slowly, her body relaxing a little. "Wow… it really works. Thank you, doctor," she said, her voice soft but full of relief.
The doctor, sweat dripping down his face, almost collapsed in his relief. He gave a shaky smile, still holding himself upright. "I… I'm glad, Princess," he said, his voice weak from the tension he'd carried.
Dila no longer felt the stabbing pain in her side, though her body remained physically weak. She shifted slightly, noticing Fran's small hand extended beside the bed sheet.
"Sister… are you okay?" Fran asked, her voice gentle, eyes brimming with concern.
Dila smiled warmly, despite her trembling frame. "Yeah… I'm okay now, Fran," she said, her voice genuine.
Fran's face lit up, and a soft giggle escaped her lips as she returned the smile.
Then.
Dila tilted her head slightly, a soft smile lingering on her face as she whispered to her mind, "Nari are you… are you okay too? How are you?"
