"Ehhh? That soon?" Gracelle's eyes widened, her voice trembling with surprise as she looked at Liana.
"Yes. It's up to you whether you want to or not. You can meet him tomorrow morning, or wait until he's too busy to see you for a long time."
Gracelle fell silent, her fingers gripping the edge of the blanket as she stared at it, her mind racing with thoughts and worries.
Liana stood up gracefully, stretching her arms above her head with a soft sigh, then smiled down at Gracelle.
"Think about it now, Gracelle, before I leave this room." Liana glanced at the clock visible through the glass partition of the ICU, "It's already night, and it's time for both of us to rest. And since you're still recovering, enough rest is essential for you to regain your strength."
Gracelle let out a soft exhale and looked up at Liana, her eyes searching.
"Will you be there… when I meet him?"
