At that moment, Cora's tone shifted from lighthearted to serious, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Jokes aside," she began, her voice steady, "I'm definitely going to thank Oliver for what he did. He saved my life, Melissa. That's not something I can just wave off. I'll make sure to show him how grateful I am, no matter what it takes. Even if it's the last thing I do, I'll make it happen."
Then Malisa studied her for a moment, noticing the conviction in her voice, then gave a small nod.
Cora sighed softly and continued, "Now, I need you to do me a favor. Can you go and talk to the doctor for me? Ask if I can be discharged today. I really need to get out of here, Melissa. I need to go home, clear my head, and… just breathe."
Melglanced toward the door as if already planning her steps. "Alright, I'll ask," she replied, adjusting her bag on her shoulder. She took a few steps toward the exit when Cora suddenly raised a hand.
