Misha covered her legs with the duvet, ensuring she was lying comfortably and adjusting the pillow properly to avoid her having neck pain.

" Didn't the pack's doctor say she'd wake up soon?", Cynthia asked as soon as Misha stepped away,

" That's what he said, she's out of danger and her wounds have all healed, faster than I thought ",

" Then why is she not awake yet? It's been three days now."

Misha sighed, " I also don't know; c'mon, let's go; I'm starving, "she said, pulling her along with her and gently closing the door behind her.

" Or perhaps is it the deja vu of what...