As soon as Orelia stepped onto the floor above, Kyle pulled her out of the door.
Kyle carefully glanced at Orelia. "I'm taking you to the hospital now. Benson has woken up."
Orelia pretended to be just as surprised. "Benson really woke up?"
Kyle tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "He's been awake for a few days. We didn't tell you right away because you weren't in Bridgestead."
"Okay." Orelia pressed her fingertips into her palm, her eyes growing red. She was genuinely happy for Benson.
"At least he doesn't have to lie there for the rest of his life."
Orelia trembled slightly with excitement.
Kyle misunderstood, thinking that she was afraid the incident three years ago when Sally was pushed down the stairs, might be discovered. After all, that was Benson's child, and Kyle did
