His eyes moved to me. He blinked. Twice. He let out a hoarse sound, a grunt, almost like a desperate effort to speak. My chest tightened.— It's me, Alessandro. — I smiled, leaning my body toward him a little. — You're safe, okay? You came back.He tried to speak again. His lips moved, without coordination. A sound came out, muffled, dragged. Almost a "sssá…"— Easy… Don't force it. You're going to be able to speak again, but in your time, okay? The doctor came closer.— Mr. Alessandro, can I explain the current situation? I nodded, without taking my eyes off Cauã.— He's reacting, which is excellent. The exams show that, so far, there are no serious neurological sequelae, which is almost a miracle considering the time he was in a coma. — The doctor flipped through the clipboard. — But the body is still readapting. He's going to need physiotherapy, speech therapy, psychological support. Walking, talking, even eating normally… everything is going to require time and patience.— And the
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