Emilia’s road to recovery was a slow and painful one. After six weeks, she was moved to a regular private ward where she got around in a wheelchair.

“The doctors believe that your spine injury has healed enough for you to begin physical therapy,” Kane announced to her one afternoon.

“That’s good news,” she smiled.

“Yes. Who knows, you might get back on your feet in time for the twin’s fourth birthday.”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves, please.”

Kane placed his hand on hers and squeezed it gently. “I am not afraid to hope, Emilia.”

She shrugged. “Sometimes, hope ends up in disappointment.”

“Don’t say that. I believe you’ll...