After leaving, I went straight to the hospital with Soren.
My mother had fallen into a deep coma after suffering severe shock.
I had feared her condition was so poor that she might not survive through the holidays, but against all expectations, she woke up on the day before Christmas Eve.
Soren was the first to notice she had opened her eyes, and he immediately called for me and the doctor.
By the time I rushed into the room, she was already holding his hand tightly. It seemed she had already learned everything that had happened from him.
She did not scold me, nor did she ask me any sharp questions. She simply spoke softly, her voice weak but steady.
"You and Soren must be happy together. I am getting old, and there is not much left I can do to help you. The road ahead is yours t
