At the same time, Brock, who had been unable to leave due to the travel restrictions, finally received the clearance to pass through with help from his family. On the way, he called Orelia, but it was Annie who answered. Annie informed him, "Orelia was taken to the hospital by a friend. She's at Haboray City Hospital."
Brock asked at the front desk and learned that Orelia's observation room was the third one. As he walked upstairs, it was eerily quiet, with only Orelia asleep inside. She looked pale, likely from dehydration, and her lips were frighteningly colorless.
He took Orelia's hand in his, his movements gentle, as if handling a delicate piece of artwork.
"I'm sorry I'm late... but thank goodness, you're alright..." he murmured softly, full of self-reproach.
At that moment, Oreli
