Theresa.
The morning light filtered softly through the hospital blinds, casting long, peaceful shadows across my bed. For the first time in days, the air in the room didn't feel heavy with lingering arguments or suffocating apologies. My heart rate monitor hummed at a steady, gentle rhythm, and the sharp ache in my chest had settled into a manageable dullness.
A quiet knock at the door broke the silence.
"Theresa?" Leonard's voice was unusually soft as the door pushed open a few inches. "Are you awake? We brought someone for you to meet."
"Come in," I said, adjusting my posture slightly against the pillows.
Leonard, Lawrence, and Lurgard walked into the room, but they didn't crowd around my mattress like they usually did. They stopped a respectful distance away, stepping aside to reveal a tall woman standing right behind them.
