The following days passed with a far more peaceful rhythm. The hospital corridors that had once felt terrifying had now become silent witnesses to a small family slowly healing their own wounds. Today, the medical team had finally given the green light, Viona had been declared fully recovered, while the baby in Viola's womb was gradually stabilizing, though it still required extra monitoring.
Inside the hospital room, now neatly packed with their belongings, Daxter stood near the window, watching Viola button up her cream-colored coat with slow movements. This was the moment Daxter had been waiting for the most, an opportunity to truly begin a new chapter of his life with the woman he loved, without the cold walls of a hospital standing between them anymore.
However, before Daxter could even step closer, Viola turned around. Her clear eyes met his with a gaze filled with maturity and firmness.
