Wilfred had been considering visiting Wendy's home. After all, he was effectively one of her attending doctors now.

It wasn't unusual for a doctor to visit a patient's living environment, especially when their condition showed little improvement. But doing so without an invitation felt too forward, and he wasn't comfortable overstepping that boundary. After hearing this, Karina nodded in agreement, then sighed again. "Forget it for now. At least she's here for the time being. We'll just have to keep a closer eye on her."

Following that, Karina began visiting the rehabilitation center regularly. Each time she went, she would bring something for Wendy.

Over time, Wendy's attitude toward her softened, even though she still often greeted Karina with sarcastic remarks. At least now, the hostility had eased somewhat.

*

One day, Karina set off for another visit, carrying a bag of fresh oranges that Wendy liked.

She had gone to great lengths to pick out the best ones-big, plump, and perfectly ripe. Thinking about Wendy's possible reaction to the thoughtful gesture gave Karina a boost of energy, making her steps feel lighter. But as she approached Wendy's room, she heard shouting from inside.

have I told you to take good care of your brother? Everything I say just goes

Karina's heart

bear it any longer. She pushed the

against the

shifting to one of annoyance. "Who are you? Barging in here

brushed imaginary dust off her

see the woman clearly. Wendy's mother was

sharp bob, and a camel-colored coat draped over her shoulders. Her face

imagine anyone looking at their own child with such indifference. Karina's

you: this is a rehabilitation center, a private space, not a

"Who do you think you are, speaking to me like that? I'm going to file a

Karina Norman from the internal

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