Ava’s POV
“Dad?” Liam’s voice shook as he stared at his father, who was propped up on the bed, looking healthier than I’d ever seen him.
“Liam, my son!” Zane boomed, springing off the bed with incredible energy. His quick steps toward Liam echoed in the quiet room.
I couldn’t believe Zane had bounced back that fast. My eyes darted to Liam, who hadn’t budged, before I quietly slipped over to the healers by his side.
I gave a small nod, brows raised in silent question. “We’re just as stunned as you are, Ava,” the eldest healer whispered, his voice barely audible.
“You know, I’ve got a ton to catch up on, son!” Zane exclaimed, his enthusiasm bubbling over like a kid’s.
“Y-Yeah, Dad,” Liam stuttered, his hands trembling as he tentatively reached for his father. “This… you’re really okay.
