Love Unbreakable

Nicole froze in her tracks.

She couldn’t believe what she had heard and swiftly pivoted to face her mother lying in the bed.

Dora raised her hand slowly, pointing at the petite blossoms adorning the windowsill.

With a hesitant and halting cadence, she murmured, “Flower… The flower has bloomed…”

Nicole was incredulous.

Rushing back to Dora’s side, she grasped Dora’s shoulders urgently.

“Mom! Mom! Can you speak now? Do you recognize me?”

Dora was jolted by Nicole’s sudden movements, compelled to turn her head and gaze steadily at Nicole.

With deliberate slowness, she scrutinized Nicole’s face before gradually lowering her gaze.

Nicole stood transfixed as Dora raised her hand toward Nicole’s abdomen, gently making contact with an awkward yet deliberate gesture.

She stammered, “Flower… The little flower has bloomed…”

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Adorning her pure gray shirt was a small white chrysanthemum printed on a button.

Dora’s finger pointed directly at the miniature chrysanthemum on Nicole’s button as she repeated, “Little flower…”

Nicole’s startled exclamation drew the attention of a passing nurse, who entered the room and was astonished to witness Dora uttering a few words.

Swiftly, the nurse summoned the sanatorium’s doctor to conduct an examination.

Nicole waited patiently outside as the doctor conducted the examination.

Once it was completed, the doctor approached Nicole and delivered his assessment, “Following our evaluation, your mother still hasn’t recollected past events.

Her recent speech may have been coincidental.

Nonetheless, it’s a positive sign.

Improved communication and expression of basic needs signify significant progress.

Regarding memory retrieval, pushing too hard may burden the patient.

Excessive recollection could overwhelm the brain, exacerbating confusion.

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The doctor’s words resonated with a compassionate perspective, treating Dora as he would his family member.

For the elderly, simplicity and contentment often trumped extensive recollection.

Memories, while precious, could sometimes weigh heavily.

Nicole didn’t feel disappointed by the examination outcome.

On the contrary, she was filled with gratitude.

Her sentiments aligned with the doctor’s perspective.

In her view, this was the optimal outcome for her broken family.

Simply being able to communicate in basic terms was a significant achievement for Dora.

Returning to Dora’s ward, Nicole spent a little while longer with her.

However, after their initial exchange, Dora remained silent.

With Dora soon needing to rest, Nicole departed the ward quietly, opting not to disturb her.

After departing from the sanatorium, Nicole eschewed the taxi stand, opting instead to linger at the entrance for a moment.

Without hesitation, she strode purposefully toward the green belt where a silver sedan was parked.

Nicole knocked on the window and prompted the glass to glide down, revealing a familiar, handsome visage.

Jarrod was inside.

Jarrod displayed no hint of surprise at being discovered.

The vehicle in question belonged to his assistant, a deliberately unassuming choice.

However, Nicole’s acute sensitivity meant she had long been aware of Jarrod’s surveillance, yet she refrained from exposing him.

“Let’s discuss tomorrow morning,” Nicole stated tersely, her tone icy.

With that declaration, Nicole pivoted on her heel and departed without a second thought.

A discreet black car arrived to collect Nicole.

Jarrod observed Rhett, the lawyer who had visited him earlier that day, seated beside Nicole in the car.

Nicole had received a text message from Rhett, indicating his desire to speak with her.

Consequently, she had arranged for him to meet her at the sanatorium.