Two Weeks Later

"I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Kingsley's condition remains complicated. He will need to stay in the hospital for continued monitoring and treatment."

The doctor's words settled over the room.

Fulvia stared at him, her fingers tightening around the edge of her chair.

"Doctor, what are you saying?" Her voice faltered. "Are you telling me my dad might not wake up anytime soon?"

She searched his face for reassurance.

"You're joking, right? Dad will wake up soon. He has to."

The doctor paused before answering.

"We're doing everything we can for him. With God's grace, he will wake up. But you need to take care of...