Doctor Devis’ POV
I stood outside the patient's room, my hands tightly clenched at my sides. The soft beeping of the machines had turned into a familiar yet unsettling background noise. I could hear her faint, labored breaths. The young woman had been admitted several days earlier, and I had been closely monitoring her recovery, but the signs were still not encouraging.
I was in the midst of reviewing test results when the nurse entered my office with news that made my heart race.
“She’s awake,” the nurse announced, her tone a mix of relief and uncertainty. “She’s conscious, but... I don’t think she fully understands what’s happening.”
I quickly set my papers aside. “I’ll be there shortly.”
As I entered her room, I saw Mona, her face pale and her eyes filled with confusion. She clutch
