While Flora's vitals had stabilized, her eyeballs moved frantically beneath her lids, the rapid motion a sign that she was still locked in a silent struggle to break through the final barrier of her subconscious.
Sora remained by her side, her fingers interlaced with Flora's cold ones to channel the healing energy through her.
Outside the chamber doors, the family waited in a state of tortured suspense. A nurse stood guard at the entrance, ensuring the specialized doctor had the quiet he needed to perform his final assessments.
The doctor straightened up as he looked at Sora with a grim expression. "If Miss Flora doesn't fully wake up within the minutes, she might slip into a permanent state of unconsciousness. At that point, the trauma to her mind will be too great. It will be nearly impossible to bring her back to us."
Sora nodded and looked down at Flora, whose face was pale. "She'll wake up," Sora whispered, more to herself than the doctor.
