Night had fallen, cloaking the entire city in darkness.
Nia Mitchell arrived in D City, left the Train Station, and headed straight to the city Hospital by cab.
「Hospital—」
The scent of disinfectant mingled with the sound of her heavy footsteps as Nia walked down the long hallway, quickly reaching the Resuscitation Room.
Her father was sitting there alone, his expression utterly dejected.
"Dad."
Seeing him so worn and haggard, Nia immediately walked over, her face etched with sorrow.
Her father looked up. Seeing Nia approach, a faint smile finally touched his lips.
"You're here?"
It had been a long time since her father had seen Nia. In his memory, she was still that naive little girl.
But the Nia standing before him now had changed a great deal. There was a hint of maturity in her eyes now, and she resembled her mother even more.
