Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 668

Kitty ended the call, and I found myself holding onto my phone, unable to let it go for a long time.

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Ryan and Faith arrived that very night on their private jet. As parents to an only child, their concern was palpable, especially with their son in such a state.

I remained by Neil's side, and upon seeing me, Faith managed a strained smile before approaching the hospital bed. The sight of Neil, unconscious and vulnerable, filled her eyes with sorrow. Suddenly, she turned to me, "Oh, by the way, where's Kitty?"

"Kitty," a nickname for Kitty, I replied, "She... left Eldoria."

Faith seemed to ponder for a moment before nodding, accepting Kitty's departure without question. She simply held Neil's hand, her expression a mix of helplessness and grief.

I took it upon myself to update them on Neil's condition. They listened, their reactions reserved and muted.

"Irene, can we talk outside?" Faith asked after a while.

I nodded, following her out of the room.

Outside, Faith dabbed at her eyes gently before offering me a smile that felt all too familiar, as if nothing had changed.

"How about Serena and the kids?" she inquired.

"They're still in Eldoria," I responded. It was quite late, and my parents were probably resting at Russel's place with them.

A spark of excitement lit up Faith's eyes. She had been longing to be a grandmother, and although life had its twists and turns, she was finally aware of her grandchildren's existence. Yet, the situation with Neil had prevented her from meeting them for over a year.

The little ones were now quite energetic, although prone to the occasional tumble. Their speech development seemed a bit delayed. Despite being able to say "mom" and "dad" quite early, their vocabulary was limited. My mom reassured me that "late bloomers often turn out to be exceptional," and after some tests that showed no issues, I chose to believe her.

I showed Faith some videos and photos of the kids on my phone. She couldn't hide her joy, watching the lively antics of her grandchildren with a loving gaze.

"I heard about you and Russel planning to get married. Congratulations," Faith mentioned after handing back my phone, her smile fading slightly.

"The wedding's been called off," I admitted honestly. Given Neil's condition, I didn't see the point in hiding it from Faith.

We spent the night in Neil's room, barely sleeping. The next morning, I was awakened by a gentle tap on my shoulder. My parents had arrived, bringing Serena and Brandon with them.

Ryan and Faith, barely waking up, rushed to embrace their grandchildren without even greeting my parents. The awkwardness in the air dissipated as Faith attempted to bond with the kids, even offering Serena a jade bracelet as a gift for calling her "grandma."

The humorous exchange of the bracelet for "candy" lightened the mood further. Yet, the joy couldn't mask the looming tragedy if Neil didn't wake up. The children's father would remain a shadow in their lives.

My parents checked on Neil, their silence speaking volumes. In this situation, words seemed futile.

All we could do was wait for Neil to wake up.

For the past few days, I had practically moved into the hospital, camping out in the sterile, white halls. Neil had been in a coma for three days now, showing no signs of waking up. With each passing hour, my heart grew heavier, a sense of foreboding casting a shadow over me. I was restless, barely able to keep still, my thoughts a whirlwind of worry and fear.

Ryan and Faith were my rocks during this tumultuous time, their presence a constant by my side. They were barely coping better than I was, but they didn't voice their fears. Instead, they chose to stand with me in silent solidarity, all of us clinging to the hope of seeing Neil's eyes open once again.

Amidst the chaos, I had completely lost touch with Russel. The wedding had been called off in the wake of Neil's accident, and I hadn't spared a moment to worry about the fallout, about what people were saying or how it looked. That was until Russel's call broke through my haze of worry, his name flashing on my phone's screen jolting me back to a reality where he still existed.