The rest of the day passed quickly.
Just before six in the evening, Dr. Levin, Maya’s attending physician, stopped by for another routine check.
His calm eyes met hers as he spoke, “All the toxins and medications have cleared your system completely. No side effects. Your head is clear—MRI showed no long-term damage. The external wounds are healing well. You’re clear for discharge tomorrow.”
Relief bloomed in Maya’s chest. Finally—she’d be going home.
“Thank you, Doctor,” she said softly, gratitude washing over her like a wave she’d been holding back.
Later, Ms. Janice returned with dinner. It was Maya’s last night in the hospital, and she wanted to make it count.
“Why don’t we invite Monroe and Lee to join us?” Maya suggested.
Ms. Janice smiled. “Good idea. It’ll be nice to have com
