Karina didn't resist.

The scent was too familiar-so familiar that she didn't need to turn around to know who it was.

Of course, there was another reason she didn't want to look back. She wasn't in a good mood.

She tugged at the jacket draped over her shoulders. "I was just thinking about something I once heard," she said softly.

Wilfred stayed silent, waiting for her to continue.

"They say hospitals hear more prayers than churches. I never understood it before, but now, as someone on the inside, I do." Karina's voice carried a quiet sadness, tinged with melancholy. Wilfred's chest tightened at her words. Without thinking, he pulled her into a gentle embrace.

Both of them froze for a moment, caught off guard by his action.

But neither moved to pull away. Instead, they relaxed, a shared silence settling between them. In that moment, it felt as though the invisible barrier that had always been there had quietly dissolved. Karina finally let her thoughts spill out. "Honestly, I've felt this way for a long time, but today really drove it home.

I wonder if I'm just a hypocrite. I feel sympathy for those who suffer, but there's so little I can actually do for them.

said firmly. "You're kindhearted. Don't doubt yourself. You've already done

Karina lowered her head,

*

day, Karina was

or sadness. But Karina wasn't the type to let

was as heavy as ever. But no matter how busy she was, she made it a point to spend at least an hour each day with Wendy, the

condition. They were also meant to provide emotional support and

supervised facility, finding a moment to sneak away to the bathroom and

improve. The dull emptiness in her eyes was slowly replaced with a glimmer of life She no longer

Wendy's progress brought Karina genuine

as usual, there were always people who seemed intent on

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