Azreal rested his head on Aria's hand, lost in thought. Then he felt warmth — a gentle touch on his head. He raised his gaze and saw Aria was awake.
Azreal's eyes widened in shock. "Aria!"
Tears flowed down Aria's cheeks as she whispered, "Azreal… I'm glad you're okay."
Azreal smiled softly. "Welcome back, Aria."
Aria nodded weakly.
The door opened, and they both turned to see Nena standing there. She froze in surprise, then her face lit up with delight. "Aria… my dear, you're awake!"
She hurried to Aria's side and sat on the other side of the bed, reaching for her hand. "I'm so glad you woke up. We were all worried about you."
"I'm sorry I troubled you," Aria murmured.
Nena shook her head firmly. "No, you didn't. If there's anyone you troubled, it's Azreal. He was so worried about you."
