Rachel's heart swelled with hope. "Come on, Celine," she whispered. "You can do this. We need you."
After about two hours, Rachel sat by Celine's bed, holding her hand. She had spent every moment she could at the hospital, praying for her friend's recovery. The slight movement she had noticed filled her with cautious optimism. She hoped it was a sign that Celine was on her way back to them.
"Celine," Rachel murmured, brushing a strand of hair away from her friend's face. "I know you can hear me. We all miss you so much. Nathan misses you too. Please, come back to us."
Celine's eyelids fluttered, and Rachel held her breath, waiting. Slowly, Celine's eyes opened. She blinked, her gaze unfocused at first, then settling on Rachel's face. Tears welled up in Rachel's eyes as she leaned closer
