Ayana lies still, deep in sleep after the harsh round of chemo that left her drained — this treatment stronger than before, worse by far. The late sun slips through the window, soft but sharp at the edges. Sarah steps inside first, then Amon behind her, both quiet on their feet. David follows without a word, slow and careful. He lifts himself onto the mattress, moves around tubes like he's dodging branches in thick woods. Each breath she takes sounds heavy, uneven.DAVID: (whispering) “Ayana. Wake up. I have good news.”A flicker of light returns to AYANA’s gaze. Her face holds no color, drawn like old paper, yet the moment her brother comes into view, something softens. A faint grin tugs at her lips, barely there. Breathing seems hard, but she nods, just once. The room feels too quiet around them. Still, she reaches out — slow, unsteady. His presence pulls a whisper from her throat, almost lost. Cold fingers brush his hand. She blinks slowly, as if each motion takes effort. But she i
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