"Yes, but unfortunately, even though she's conscious, she still can't move her body."
"Since she's regained consciousness, it's only a matter of time before she fully wakes up."
"Mmm hmm..."
Upon hearing this, Claire whipped her head around.
The nurse jumped in surprise. "Did I hurt you? Just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon."
Claire stared intently at the nurse, her voice trembling, "The person you’re talking about, the one in a coma, is her name Irene?"
"Eh? How did you know?"
It really was Irene.
Irene was conscious.
Could this mean that she would soon be able to clear her name?
The thought made Claire burst into laughter, which quickly turned into tears.
Her mixed emotions startled the nurse.
"What—what’s wrong with you?"
"I'm just happy, happy for the person waking up."
The two nurses exchanged glances, puzzled, but said nothing more. After finishing with Claire's bandages, they left.
Tears continued to stream down Claire's face, her heart a tumultuous mix of emotions.
Five years of wrongful accusations, five years of imprisonment, and all those torturous days and nights she had quietly endured.
Now, with Irene conscious, it was like a sudden beam of light in the darkness, offering her hope of vindication.
After calming herself down, Claire decided she needed to see Irene.
Just as Claire got out of bed, May entered, carrying a thermos.
"Miss Claire, where are you heading?"
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