Nolan still remembered clearly what had happened to him. The accident had been severe—his car had been hit by a massive truck.
The impact had completely destroyed his car.
And his body had been no better.
For several hours, he had existed as a wandering spirit, watching as his body was recovered and seeing how devastated and frustrated Seira had been.
But now, Nolan found the situation strange… almost illogical.
He was fine. He wasn't seriously injured—he was simply in a coma.
This directly contradicted what he had seen while he was a wandering spirit.
Seira was startled by his words. She looked deeply into Nolan's eyes before speaking softly.
"You… did have a serious accident. But the doctors managed to save you, Nolan. Unfortunately…"
A sigh escaped her lips.
"You were in a deep coma for two whole years. Fortunately… fortunately, you're awake now."
She leaned forward and hugged Nolan, who was still lying on the bed.
