On the way back to her office, Athena made an unexpected stop, weighing some confused situations in her mind as she approached Stella’s ward.
"How’s she doing today?" Athena asked the nurse standing outside the door, a soft smile on her lips.
"She’s better, ma’am. Much better. She should be home soon," The nurse replied, her smile as cheerful as a sunbeam cutting through the morning fog.
Athena nodded, pleased with the report. That was good news, especially since Aiden had found a house and arranged it well enough for Kendra and Stella’s return.
She would certainly miss Kendra, of course, but the separation was absolutely necessary.
"Thank you," She finally said, the warmth in her voice reflecting her gratitude.
The nurse nodded with a smile and left the vicinity, and with a deep breath, Athena stepped inside the ward.
"Doctor Athena!" Stella shouted, her joy spilling out like a fountain as she leaped from her bed, the earlier pallor in her complexion now replaced by a youthful vibrance that Athena hadn’t seen before.
She rushed over, engulfing Athena in an exuberant hug that spoke volumes.
"Thank you so much, Doctor! I finally won over my fears and checked myself in the mirror. I can’t believe I’m back to myself now!" She exclaimed. "The nurse had said I would be leaving soon. Is that true?"
Stella’s eager eyes sparkled with hope, pulling Athena deeper into the warmth of the moment.
Athena nodded with a smile, assessing Stella’s face, now radiant and lively, as if she had shed her troubles along with her treatments. "Yes, it’s true. You will be going home soon. After all, Kendra has missed you."
The glowing smile that spread across Stella’s face was bright enough to light up an entire city. "Really? How’s she doing?"
"Great," Athena replied, her voice brimming with sincerity. "I’ve made provisions for your housing too. You don’t have to return to your old house. It’s unbefitting for both your recovery and Kendra’s growth."
Stella immediately tried to fall to her knees, but Athena instinctively held her back, a mixture of surprise and concern marking her features. "Please don’t. I’m just doing the bare minimum here."
Stella shook her head vigorously, her eyes glistening with tears. "That’s not true. That’s not the bare minimum. I know how much housing costs in this city now, with the rate of development going on— even in the rural areas,"
She paused, letting her emotions spill over as tears coursed down her cheeks. "Doctor Athena, this gift of yours really means a lot to us. Thank you so much!"
Athena felt a touch uncomfortable watching Stella cry, but deep down, she could empathize—hadn’t she been in a similar position not so long ago, when hell came knocking at her door?
"It’s okay, Stella. Stop crying, please. I want to talk to you."
Stella nodded, cleaning her tears immediately, but the more she wiped her face, the more the tears flowed.
Athena walked over to the shelf, picked up a pack of wipes, and handed them to her. "Here, take these."
"Thank you," Stella muttered, sitting on the bed, shakily attempting to put herself back together. "Please give me some time to reorder my thoughts."
"Sure," Athena thought to herself, remembering how it had taken her days to regain her composure when she first received help from Antonio, Gianna’s friend.
"She is familiar. She looks like a friend of mine. I’m just curious. I just want to see if there are any dots to connect—nothing more," Athena explained, choosing her words carefully, feeling an itch of hope as she awaited Stella’s response. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
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