"Mom," Vivianne called out to her mother Ella with a furrowed brow. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be resting in your room?" she asked as she approached her mother, offering her support. "You might get hurt."

"I'm just feeling weak, dear, but I managed to walk here," Ella smiled at her before pointing to the door. "Look, I was able to walk from my room to here. Somehow, I feel a bit better..."

Ella suddenly struggled to speak. She also couldn't breathe properly. She had been feeling like this ...