After about 24 hours, Celine blinked, her lips trembling as she finally found her voice. "Lucas... where's Lucas?" she asked, her voice hoarse and weak.
Rachel's smile faltered. "He's still unconscious, Celine. The doctors are doing everything they can," she replied gently.
Celine's eyes filled with tears. "And Nathan? Where's Nathan?" she asked, her heart aching with worry about her son.
"He's safe, Celine," Rachel assured her. "I've been taking care of him. He misses you so much, and his caregiver should bring him soon."
The relief on Celine's face was evident, but it was quickly replaced by a deep sadness. "I need to see Lucas," she whispered, her voice breaking.
"We'll take you to him as soon as you're stronger," Old Madam Rodriguez promised. "But for now, you need to rest and rec
