Thalassa ended the call, a wave of concern washing over her as she gazed upon Hertha, lying still in the hospital bed.

Being a mother herself, Thalassa understood the deep bond between a mother and her children. The sound Hertha probably longed for the most right now was the voices of her little ones.

Maybe, just maybe, if she could hear them call out "Mommy," she might wake up sooner?

Thalassa and Lydia were keeping a vigilant watch over Hertha when the soft, tender voices of two little angels echoed from the doorway.

"Excuse me, nurse," a tiny voice quivered, "we're looking for our mommy. She was in a car accident and got hurt. My heart is breaking; I want to see her." The little girl's voice was filled with fear and innocence melting the hearts of anyone who heard.

"Yeah, nurse," piped up the little boy, his words laced with concern. "Mommy loves us best, and we love her most. She's hurt and in pain, and I want to blow on it to make it better."

The nurse, her heart swelling with affection, softened her voice. "Sweethearts, what's your mommy's name? If you tell me, I can help you find which room she's in."

you, they're looking for their mother, Hertha," Bridget interjected, recalling the room number Thalassa had given but

yes, she's in this very room," the

gratefully, ushering

in time to meet Bridget, who was leading the two little cherubs by the

come in,"

C

NOW PLAY YOUR

FAVOURITE GAMES ON

"Aunt Thalassa!"

eyes lit up. Releasing Bridget's hand, they

I need to discuss something with you. We must keep our voices down, and when we

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