Ivanna drew me to a seat in the ward's lounge area and inquired, "Is Rory really back? Tell me about his condition. Is he okay? Is it true that he can’t walk? What did the doctor say…?"

Ivanna bombarded me with so many questions that I felt a little overwhelmed.

"He’s not doing so well right now. But fortunately, our plan was solid, and we managed to bring him back. If we had found him any later, he might have... sigh!"

My eyes welled up with tears, but I continued, "But he's back now, and he’s alive. We need to take good care of him from now on. As for his leg... we'll have to wait for the final test results. Atlas is confident he’ll recover, and he’s hired an excellent orthopaedic surgeon. I trust him!"

"That's good. As long as Atlas is confident, there shouldn't be any problems." Ivanna nodded.

I looked at her belly and touched it gently with a smile. "How about you? Is the baby behaving? Are you still experiencing morning sickness?"

"I'm much better now. The morning sickness