Upon returning to America, Hiimena immediately rushed to the moon to visit Jordan. She was tormented by a pang of conscience because she enjoyed Gwen's company in Europe and spent time with her husband, while her sister lay helpless here. As she stepped into her room, she found her sitting in a wheelchair with her gaze directed out the window. Her blonde hair was gathered with a plain rubber band, and her pink T-shirt was stained with food. "Hello, darling," Hiimena greeted her as she approached. Jordan only briefly parted her lips in a smile, since after the stroke she could not smile otherwise. Her eyes lit up slightly when she saw her sister. She raised a healthy hand and wrapped it around Hiimena's neck. "N ... I missed you ... we," Jordan stammered. "And you to me." Although she actua
