Heather walked quietly behind as Alex ran ahead toward Caius's chambers.
For someone who had just survived brain tumor surgery, he was surprisingly full of energy—too agile, really.
She was happy to see him recovering, of course. Nothing brought her much joy than seeing him happy and alive.
But everything she'd been told said that children who went through brain tumor surgery usually stayed weak and quiet for a while.
Especially right after the operation. The recovery process was supposed to be long and slow. One particular woman online told the public her experience.
Saying the waiting part was crucially as painful as the sick part. And that she thought the tumor was still in his brain.
Heather had prepared herself for that possibility. Even telling herself that she wouldn't panic if she saw him in that condition.
And yet, here he was—running around the garden, picking flowers, acting just like he used to.
