(Rafael's POV)
For a moment I felt inauthentic as I held a pile of fruit and gave Lena a hard time.
Lena has changed a lot. Five years ago, she was happy, but I had never seen such a lively side of her.
Whatever she has been through, these have made her cheerful.
I watched Lena knock on the doors of other wards, and the smile on Lena's face as she gave the fruit to other patients was deeply infectious.
My gaze mellowed.
Although such a thing seemed very difficult to understand in my eyes before, everything became interesting because the person who did it was Lena.
I had the last basket of fruit in my hand and Lena looked at me after she came out of the ward.
"Are you tired?"
She did look tired, sweating profusely, and even her cheeks became flushed. Then Lena looked at me and smil
