Bryan sat in the chair next to Angeline's bed. He looked at Angeline with sorrow. Bryan held Angeline's hand and hoped that Angeline would wake up soon so that he could tell her that all the problems had been solved.

Slowly Angeline's eyes opened as if Bryan's wish had come true. Bryan was surprised and looked at Angeline's face.

"Angeline... are you okay? Are you still sick?"

"Mother... how is my mother?" asked Angeline. The first thing she was worried about was her ...