Dr. Brooke's gentle tone couldn't mask the gravity of the situation. "Mrs. Joyce, I understand this is difficult to accept, but after thorough examination and observation, I'm convinced that Avery's condition is a result of her near-death experience. She's developed a hallucination, where she sees, hears, and interacts with a person who exists only in her imagination."
Mrs. Joyce's eyes welled up with tears as she cried quietly. Her younger daughter, Alina, comforted her, her expression a mix of concern and calmness. "How can her condition be improved?" Alina asked, her voice firm but controlled.
Dr. Brooke explained her observations and diagnosis, handing Alina a document and offering Mrs. Joyce a pack of wet wipes and a cup of chamomile tea. "The key is to get Avery to cooperate with the treatment plan. We can't force her, or it may worsen her condition. It's like denying her reality."
As Dr. Brooke finished explaining, Mrs. Joyce looked miserable, still trying to deny the truth. "But my baby was doing fine... now...?" Dr. Brooke sighed, expecting this reaction. "Would you like to see it for yourself?" she asked gently.
Alina nodded, and Dr. Brooke led them to a café near the hospital. As they entered, the sweet aroma of pastries and coffee filled the air. Dr. Brooke discreetly pointed out Avery, who was laughing and chatting with an empty chair.
Mrs. Joyce's eyes widened as she saw her daughter, her expression a mix of sadness and shock. Alina's face remained calm, but her eyes showed a flicker of concern.