"Mom?" Emma speaks, she saw a faint movement of her mother's finger.
Dylan's ear perks up as he was lying on the couch and looking up at the ceiling, he sits up straight and widens his eyes when his eyes fall on the woman's moving fingers and creased brows.
"Is she...waking up?" Dylan asks, in disbelief as he slowly approaches the bed.
Emma tears up and looks at Dylan, "Finally…" She mumbles, grabbing Dylan's forearm, "Mom…" Dylan calls out softly, his eyes tearing up the more he stares at his mother's face, "Mom…" he calls out for her again.
Emma caresses Dylan's back and patiently waits for her to open her eyes, "Should we call the doctor?" He asks, looking at Emma, Emma gulps and looks back at her mother, "I don't think so… We shouldn't let them know yet." Emma mumbles, looking away.
